Panic

     The third Emil story has reached an end.  Felt like the air had gone out of my balloon and was at a loss for a couple of days.  Then decided to start over.  Reread and edit all three tales into a coherent whole.  The first entry goes back nearly three years.  Since then, the tone of the three has changed a bit.  Humor that once seemed a real knee slapper now feels like a misstep.  Yeah, it's an odd thing we do up here in the northland, polish up something of no consequence for no apparent reason.