Mother down at the farm on Georgetown Island could use another shot of bourbon and branchwater. She's still without conventional power or phone. Her propane back-up generator is still chugging along, and she is becoming more skilled at using her two cellphones. She's now learned to charge one while she's carrying around the other.

Her farm house is up and down a long winding driveway, and it's not surprising that she and her sister-in-law (who lives down the hill) are still off-line. However, since the Dead River propane delivery truck made it through, driving over the downed power lines, her neighbors are doing the same. As I've suggested in another thread, "Propane Bill," that raise the possibilities of adding new verses to my song which now looks like this:

PROPANE BILL
(to the tune of "Railroad Bill")

Driving down Stone Bridge Lane,
Just see old Bill running propane –
Drive on, Propane Bill!

Chorus:

Propane Bill, Propane Bill,
He never shirked, and he never will –
Drive on, Propane Bill!

Now Bill he drove a Dead River truck;
When they name it that you sure need luck –
Drive on, Propane Bill! (CHO)

The wind was high, and it was pouring rain,
But there was Bill driving propane,
Drive on, Propane Bill! (CHO)

There was downed power lines up ahead,
Bill hoped them lines was safely dead –
Drive on, Propane Bill! (CHO)

Bill stepped on the gas, and shifted gear,
And for miles around you could hear –
Drive on, Propane Bill! (CHO)

Now Bill's in Heaven with the angel band,
There's a ten-foot crater where he'd left the land –
Drive on, Propane Bill! (CHO)

Now Bill had a wife all dressed in blue,
She was heard to say, "My Bill's overdue!"
Drive on, Propane Bill! (CHO)

Why, thank you, I'll have a bourbon and branchwatter as well.

Charley Noble