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Carol Perkins: I'm Falling and I Can't Get Up Previous Column: Raindrops Keep Falling By Carol Perkins When I left off last week, the rain was pelting down on Connie and me as we tried to reach the walkway to our condo in Jacksonville Beach. Staggering my way along the wet sand with Connie following, I heard her yell, "You go on ahead. I'll be behind you." I reached the gate into the condo gardens and looked back to see Connie's head pop up over a sand dune near the wooden walkway. When she didn't soon follow, I looked again and this time saw nothing. I turned to Freeda, "I bet she's down." Freeda, quicker on her feet than I am, rushed to the walkway and sure enough, Connie was sitting in the sand. She had tripped over a mound of sand, twisted around until she popped her head against a wooden post, skinned the side of her face to the point that she looked as if someone had hit her with a two by four. With blood running down her face, she screamed, "I've lost my hearing aid and my diamond earring." The impact must have knocked them out. Connie was clutching a guide rope that led to the wooden bridge as if she let go she would drown, although she was nowhere near the water. With no way for Connie to lift herself, Freeda got under one arm and I the other and hoisted her to her feet. By then, we were hysterical, and we didn't mention Connie's face. She looked at her hand, "Where's this blood coming from?" We told her to wait until she got to the room to see the damage. We did find her hearing aid and earring in the bushes. With five wet towels, soaking wet clothes, and our new hairstyles plastered to our heads, we entered the condo, where Guy greeted us with, "Couldn't you see that storm brewing?" If he said it once, he said it a dozen times. "Yes, we saw it but we planned to be beaten to death in a monsoon." He saw the entire show from the balcony. Once back in the room, Connie examined her wounds, we all changed into dry clothes, and by eight o'clock that night, we were all sound asleep. We had no idea that the following day would bring one more incident, which could have been a disaster. (Part IV of Carol's adventures in Jacksonville to follow) Share your thoughts with Carol at carolperkins06@gmail.com, or with CM readers using our Comment Form. This story was posted on 2025-10-08 10:54:49
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