Michael Fish: reassurance and the storm of 1987

THE gentleman called Fish, not sure if he’d cook a good dish. Weather is his game, trustworthy was his name. The year was eighty-seven, weather not from heaven. A forecast of interest, reassurance not to stress. She’d heard the hurricane was in a hurry, but Fishy said “don’t worry!“ Technically he was right, a hurricane […]

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