V I C T O R Y !
"This is Debbie from Code Compliance," the voice on the phone said.
Not the city department one usually relishes hearing from, but I said a warm hello, and asked her how she was. I'd only met her once, at my windows appeals hearing before the special magistrate, but she seemed pleasant and helpful.
"Oh, I'm great, thanks," she said, "but you're going to be even better: I wanted to let you know as soon as I could that Judge Overby ruled in your favor."
It took a few seconds to sink in. Do you mean . . . ?
"You won. He overturned HARC's ruling. Your windows are legal. Done. Finished. For good. I'm notifying HARC, the city manager and the city attorney. You'll get the ruling in the mail."
Debbie, I said, it's a good thing I'm not there, because I'd be hugging, kissing and dancing around the room with you.
She giggled, and it isn't often that you can hear somebody blush -- but this was a loud blush. "Oh, it wasn't me; it was Judge Overby."
Then he's lucky I'm not there, too.
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WhooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
holy hallelujah!!!!! it's one thing to hear about it, another thing altogether to read about it. i too am leaping about the room with judge overby. tango, your honor??????? the windows are gorgeous. mostly i am tickled for ref's everlasting impact there in the glass that lets you see the world, the glass that will not be shaken by the mighty winds. bless you all tonight. xoxox
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