September 17, 2004
IN THIS ISSUE
After Hurricane Frances arrived, Teri spent some time journaling
about her experience riding the storm out.
Here are some excerpts from her notes:
We packed things for a couple of days and secured the balance of
our orchids and lawn furniture. I looked around our home
wondering what would I like to have if I never was able to come
back again?
Harley wanted his telescope and lenses. I took an angel music
box that belonged to my grandfather; a sewing box that belonged
to my great, great-grandmother; pictures of my parents’ wedding
day, of my grandparents’ wedding day, and of my parents and
their siblings as children.
My heart was breaking but it was time to go to a safer place,
at a friend’s home.
Saturday was looking ugly in the morning. It is hard to be
inside a home when all the windows are boarded up. Once the
doors were closed it was like being in a cave. We were amazed by
the strong winds that propelled debris and felled tree branches.
Saturday evening was very different. We were down to canned
tuna sandwiches, lots of candles, and wind and rain. The garage
was creaking (and we had the door pinned between cars inside and
outside the door, hoping the garage door would not fly off).
Sunday morning the storm was finally almost past. Mail boxes
were gone. Trees and power lines were down everywhere. Streets
were flooded, so getting home wasn’t easy.
When we arrived, our neighbor ran out to greet us. We stood
in the rain and talked about our experiences and hugged. I
don’t think he’ll ever dismiss an evacuation notice again.
Our community was damaged but our home was o-k. I was
absolutely flooded with relief.
Thank you for all of your prayers and support and for being
our extended community! I can’t tell you how much that
means to me, so I’ll just say “thank you” again.
Teri
It’s been pretty serious around here for a while, so this kat is
hoping any tempestuous winds wear themselves out over open ocean and
our natural rhythm can resume (you know -- time for play, time for
naps, and time for curling up in others’ laps). ^..^
Still purringly yours,
Guido
Guido Housemouser (The Enforcer) ^..^
Chief Kat and Community Manager
Our Health Co-op
931 Village Blvd, Suite 905-480
West Palm Beach FL 33409
“Making Health Affordable Together”