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last night around 10:30 betty and i watched a house being moved to mississippi. okay, we didn't watch it the whole way; we only saw it being painfully maneuvered out of its corner lot and down the street, the very beginning of its long journey across the delta.

tall on its flatbed host, it hit several phone wires strung high above the street. eventually one of the workers mounted the house (with the aid of a friendly bulldozer that hoisted him aloft) and rode down the street straddling the roof, pushing the wires out of the way with a big stick.