Uh-oh. Seems like Mother Nature got wind of E.B. Heron’s plans to wreak havoc on Key West and is taking defensive measures.
Not to worry; he’s got a great support team behind him. His chauffeurs, Chris and Tracy, have already left, a day ahead of schedule, to beat the storm.
His chaperon, meaning me, is working to get there tomorrow instead of Saturday.
Do not worry, E.B fans; we will prevail! After all, the lapwing of literature has survived much worse, including photo shoots with Wanda on the Alabama Coast. As long as the provisions- most importantly, Patron tequila- hold out, we will make it through just fine.
So what is there for a heron to do in Key West when it’s pouring down rain? Plenty. Join the band on stage at Sloppy Joe’s. Hustle some pool at the Green Parrot.
A tropical disturbance is but a trifling thing for a true life hero.