It’s all anyone is talking about 'round here, so I thought I’d share with the boards!
Here in Pensacola, we experienced a helluva storm on Tuesday night. In our house, I was in the kitchen grating up some cheese when the transformer on a pole in front of our place got struck by lightning. It made the loudest, most tremendous boom you’ve ever (or hopefully never) heard- and according to the neighbors, the brightest flash also. I jumped about a mile. I told my husband I wouldn’t be surprised if there was cheese on the ceiling! The house went immediately black after that.
Well, I was one of just 3 people in my whole neighborhood but tens of thousands in the city to lose power. So we expected to pretty low priority, and sure enough, it was this morning before power came back. 36 hours, if you’re counting. Which is not so terrible, when you live in hurricane country and sort of expect power outages to last a long time. We are very grateful that this one happened in a 60 degrees April instead of a 100 degrees August. The worst of it: I am pretty sure that 85% of our fridge and freezer contents have to be thrown out, but I have not had time to inspect them all yet.
Driving around yesterday and today, the flooding is pretty intense. It’s weird seeing huge chunks of road gone all over the place. Even weirder are all the stranded cars, half perched on concrete embankments, on medians, in ditches. They’ve got water lines on the dashboards, mud and leaves hanging from the tailpipes, and many with no owners in sight. It’s getting back to normal now, but was all very very eerie.
We were very very upset to find out that the local food pantry was pretty much destroyed. This is a major loss, since they are a chief food provider to the hungry in our community.
A couple of places downtown where my husband works and had instruments stored have been totally flooded, so that was a minor concern, but thankfully his stuff got moved out of harm’s way.
The other thing that flooded was our storage facility. When I moved in with Mr. Dorky, there was very little room for my stuff, so basically everything I owned is in there. Including (in a cardboard box) the 4-5 pieces per year of LittleDorky’s artwork, starting from age 1.5 all the way to the end of the last school year. We won’t be able to get in there until tomorrow or Saturday to survey the damage. Our unit is just slightly to the right of the frame in the picture, and it’s a drier spot than some others, so it might actually be ok.
Finally, after all that fun, we retired early last night, not having power and all, and missed the explosion at the jail about a mile and a half from our house. Link. This was another somewhat disconcerting event, since the news stories all slipped in casually that two or three inmates were unaccounted for!! Luckily, that concern has since been remedied. Nobody is sure whether the explosion is somehow flood related.
I speculate that, this being the thick of the bible belt, we’ll be hearing some bellowing about “end times” and “repenting” in the coming weeks!