No rapture, it's time to unpack the bags
Since May 21 was supposed to be the "Rapture" — the end of the world — a friend of mine urged me to heed the warning, prepare a survival kit and get ready for the event.
I wore a set of wings to look like an angel and packed a big bag which held a passport, since I have no birth certificate (during World War II all records in my hometown in Sudetenland-Czechoslaovakia, were burned). The passport proves that I was born and am a legal immigrant and American citizen, in case I had to produce proof of this at the time of the "Rapture."
I also packed a flashlight and binoculars, i...