Today after work (I went in early on my day off and got out at 9am) I went by our county government complex where it had been announced free water and ice would be distributed.
Two elderly ladies, 87 year old twins Flora and Florida, still live in our old neighborhood in side by side houses adjacent to our previous home. They, as well as the whole neighborhood, have been without power and water since Saturday. I visited with them Tuesday and they were coping with the help of Sam, a neighbor across the street who had a generator to provide power on a rotating basis, and a gas grill to cook up meals.
I thought I'd get some water and ice for the twins, when I arrived at the complex there were two semi-trailer units with a semi-circle of cars and trucks forming a wide arc around one side. The water was on the trucks, the ice had yet to arrive. I figured I'd get the water loaded and wait for the ice.
After taking my place in the arc, I saw a line of vehicles forming to receive their own water, and the two trukcers were already tired and worn. There was supposed to be help to distribute, but they hadn't arrived. So I did what anyone should have, but none else did, I got out of my Jeep and joined them to help pass out the water.
After a while several police officers arrived to join the two already there, and two of of them joined in and we had a regular production going. Thirty minutes later the volunteers arrived and we gradually transitioned the work to these young, rambunctous, full of energy kids.
After determining all was well and the ice wouldn't arrive for another two hours, I left to take Mrs. Grigsby and Mrs. Frazier their water. As I drove along I continued to be amazed at the damage wrought by this storm.
I arrived at Mrs. Fraizer's to find the power had come back on overnight and they were in much better shape both physically and emotionally. There are still water restrictions but Brenda, Mrs. Frazier's daughter, had already found
some water. I left each a case of what I had brought and left thankful they had their power back.
Driving down the road I stopped by another friend's home nearby and as I drove through the neighborhood I was aghast at the destruction. There were trees and debris everywhere. This had been a beautiful area of majestic old oaks and nice, moderately expensive homes. It was now a mess. Many of the homes had received damage and people were hard at work trying to remove and clear the rubble.
Arriving at Bruce and Debbie's home I found they were not spared. A large tree in their back yard came down and punched a hole in the roof over their master bedroom. It wasn't a large hole but the rain had poured inside, down the inside of a wall and soaked the carpet. With no electricity to power a dry vac and the heat to incubate, it had shortly mildewed.
Their daughter, Megan, found her car damaged from the tree, windows broken and sheetmetal deformed. The damage to their home and car was only made worse by their insurance company who informed them that since the damage was hurricane related, a special clause kicked in and their deductables were now $2700.
In addition, if Bruce, who is very handy and build their home, did the repairs there would be no settlement. This was not an act of compassion or even customer service. Certainly the company is protecting itself and Bruce and Debbie should have known their policy better, but who woulda thunk?
As we talked, Megan told of another neighborhood not too distant where the destruction was even worse, the homes more expensive and the needed repairs slower. Then we talked about Ivan looming in the Carribbean.
As of this moment, the NHC has Ivan heading across Jamaica and Cuba, veering north-east through Key west, then veering again to a due north track...headed directly towards Ocala. Needless to say we
are concerned.
I used to think I would be cool to be in a hurricane, to experience the awesome strength and power of this mighty force of nature. After we've seen the distruction of the relatively mild tropical force winds of Frances, I don't want any part of a hurricane, and Ivan is not just any hurricane. It's currently a Cat 5, gaining strength with barometric pressures of 923 millibars. That's very, very low and very, very powerful.
Ivan coming through this state on the heels of Charlie and Frances would make Andrew seem like a walk in the park. It's been forty years since three hurricanes hit Florida in a single season. I don't think three such powerful storms have ever hit within four weeks of each other.
We are praying Ivan dies in it tracks. We don't want it to miss and go on to hit another area of the country, we wouldn't wish that on anyone. Just let it die.
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