There was one niggling problem interfering with work.  Jo Beth,
who enjoyed shooting, was suffering from a shooting injury.
On the July 4th weekend ('05), right after she left teaching, her
favorite sport had backfired (groan!).  For whatever reason, this
one day, when Jo Beth fired (a '64 Winchester 30-30), she felt a
horrible pain shoot out her shoulderblade in the back.  (Probably
didn't nest the gun solidly, the dummy!)

(Okay, listen up, those of you who have decided to stop
reading because you're anti-gun:  The very first night Joe
was away on business, three wholesome young men from
the neighborhood tried rather vigorously to get inside Jo
Beth's house--Probably to borrow a cup of sugar.  In Jo
Beth's neighborhood, police response is non-existent.  If
she hadn't been able to make the loud sound of a shotgun
being cocked, those nice young men would not have been
so easily convinced to seek their sugar elsewhere.  )
A Shooting Injury

Where Jo Beth does NOT get shot.
Study Questions:
Is this saga ever going to end?  I have
to get up and pee!
What does this gun stuff have to do
with lupus or Behcet's?
How anti-gun
folk see her.
How Jo Beth
sees herself.