My parents, who live near the Gulf of Mexico, safely evacuated further in town to my house, which had just sold a few days before and was empty. With everything they could carry including their cat, Lacy, my parents road out the storm. Though my house was virtually untouched, my parents feared their house was not so lucky. So against better judgment, they ventured outdoors to see what was left of their home. Despite debris covered roads and down power lines, they made it to the entry of their neighborhood and walked the rest of the way to the house...and, by some miracle, they discovered that their cell phones were working, so my mom was able to call me. She reported that they were fine, but that the house was "just gone".
"What do you mean gone? How bad is it mom?"
"Suz, it's so bad my underwear is in the trees!"
|Must be bad when the President visits your neighborhood!|
Hurricane Ivan took some family pictures and some sentimental objects, but it did not take the most important item - family.
We are still in one piece.
We are still a family.
|The New House|