Faucets, flats and fuses
(Lynn Hummel is on vacation this week. This is a reprint of one of his columns that originally ran in April 1982.)
The other night I got myself comfortably tucked into bed and prepared to drop off into peaceful slumber. It was quiet, I was tired and within two minutes I expected I'd be snoring. Then I heard a short, sharp, clear sound from the direction of the bathroom. About five seconds later there was another just like it. A dripping faucet.
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