When my county announced the evacuation order with Hurricane Irma coming on fast, I had the good fortune to be in Illinois teaching a class: had “pre-evacuated,” as it were, and personally escaped the worst of it.
The house got some external damage, but nothing breached walls or roof with wind and rain. On our end, it could have been a whole lot worse.
Being prepared is A Good Thing even when you yourself aren’t there. Power is still out, and will be for a while. (Last one was eight days or more; I experienced it as more of an adventure than a disaster.) That time and this, I was one of the lucky ones.
But with some help from good friends we were able to get the contents of the freezer to a church that has been feeding people a whole lot less lucky than we, a great many of whom are sheltered in our community. When another friend with seven young kids was desperate for a generator, we had one to lend him. When yet another friend’s SUV picked the worst possible time – the middle of a monumental Florida hurricane – to go belly up, my personal SUV (with full tank ‘cause I knew Irma had us in the crosshairs before I left for Illinois) was waiting for him at my place to use for the duration.
Me? I’m flying tomorrow to Houston, where the devastation of Hurricane Harvey remains very fresh. (Yeah, I know. Why Houston now? Because…reasons. Will get back to you on that.)
Condolences to those less fortunate than we, and best wishes to all who had to go through it.
And for those who didn’t have to go through it, learn and reinforce the lessons of those who did.
Preparation ain’t paranoia.
The recent monster hurricanes have done much to reinforce the wisdom of self-reliance that the Duffy family so long ago, and since, instilled into the Backwoods Home values.