Judy and I live just a
mile or two from Lynn University, which was selected to host the third and last
of the Obama vs. Romney debates. This media event will help to put Lynn U. on
the map and possibly boost Boca’s image (and also cause massive traffic tie-ups as
the Secret Service shuts things down to protect the candidates).
That's Judy in the side-view mirror taking the photo. |
Death takes a holiday tomorrow |
We took a drive today this morning,
Sunday, to scout out the area around Lynn and found that the main artery
leading to the school, Military Trail, from Yamato south for about a mile, plus
side streets, will be closed tomorrow from 6 a.m. for 18 hours causing all of
the businesses along or near this highly traveled street to shutter for the
day. You can’t even get buried tomorrow at the Gardens Mausoleum because it
will close and be off limits to the dead and live alike.
FIRE THE SOCIALIST |
The driver was probably back on his jet sitting with his brother and drinking champagne and eating caviar.
Or then again maybe the sign was placed by a male acquaintance of the maid who met Strauss-Kahn when he was in the mood for Room Service.
We soon noticed that Romney/Ryan support
team had done a much better job of lining the street with signs for their
candidates. This doesn’t bode well for Obama/Biden to win Florida. The Supreme
Court judges don’t have to worry about being called in to save the day again.
2,100 students get the day off |
The Sun-Sentinel
reported that up to 6,000 media personnel (and their myriad TV trucks) are expected in town for the debate. It should be a shot in the arm for our economy.
Just for the
record Lynn U. is named after philanthropist Eugene Lynn whose generous
charitable works have been continued by his wife Christine. There are two
coincidences in this story. First, I have been getting treated for my lymphoma
at the Lynn Cancer Center, a part of the Boca Raton Regional Hospital and
second, and equally important is the fact that the Gardens Mausoleum, which I
related was closing for the day, is one of the places I mention in my last
book, “The Adventures Of A Free Lunch Junkie”. I related how I went there for a
free lunch, but got served only a meager tuna sandwich, and even this was
ruined as the “hostess” who showed me around the crypts pointed out the names
of people she knew I had known.
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