Hermine Havoc

Hermine Havoc

Hermione came, he saw, and he went. Leaving us a with a tumbled mess of trees, live wires, utility poles and an all around big ol’ mess.

Thursday evening, after the preparations were made we were ready for the storm.  Glued to The Weather Channel, who had news crews reporting live at our nearby Coast, we were bracing for the storm. As soon as we got the first gust of wind, there a  few flickers, then everything went black. Literally. The television quit feeding us information, the lights went off, and it a sudden eerie silence fell over the home. We had flashlights and candles with us in the family room, where we had already determined we would all sleep together. There was one thing, however, that I had not prepared for. A cell phone that didn’t work. How was I suppose to get weather updates?

Thank goodness for Meme who still listens to her AM/FM radio every night (and has for 90 years). She had no less than 15 radios stored in a cabinet. While I assumed we would lose power, I didn’t think we would go without for days on end. So much for my 2 bags I thought made me ‘super prepared.’  Mom and Dale had the foresight to have a built-in generator as they were building their house- which meant they became a youth hostile to many! With the only home with AC (it is summer in Florida), light and a place to charge our phone, it was like checking into the Ritz. We were lucky in that our power was restored on day 4, when channel 24 The Weather Channel reappeared on the screen where they were still talking about Hermine.

 

Many are still without power today- including my sister and co-workers – going on 105+ hours. Our city leaders are discussing and may, or may not be, working together to get power restored as quickly as possible which is a good thing since the temperatures the next few days will reach 92 degrees. Never again we will take a Cat 1 hurricane nonchalantly.

 

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Raynes isn’t quite sure what to think when he woke up on a windy and wet post-hurricane morning.

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The hmm of generators could be heard all over the neighborhood, and seen all over town locked to traffic signal poles. And yes, those limbs in the background were the extent of our ‘damage’– we were very fortunate.

 

 

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