Summer Went Out with a Bang..uh, Hurricane!
October 8th, 2008My friend’s little granddaughter was asking her about what things she might possibly fear such as tornadoes, thunder storms, earth quakes, floods and their accompanying side kick activities. Her granddaughter brought up the subject of hurricanes. My friend quickly squashed this fear by telling her granddaughter that hurricanes simply do not occur here in the mid west states of Indiana, Kentucky, Ohio, Iowa. Now grandmas are not suppose to tell grandchildren untruths and my friends would never intentionally lie to her precious granddaughter. How was she suppose to know that this year would be an historic year in more ways than one with the record flooding and hurricanes pounding our nation? Ike came to the mid west as unexpectantly as snow would be in July. Who would think a hurricane would hit Indiana, and Ohio? And Ike hit with a fury! What’s it like to live without power for a week…bitter-sweet. The little pre-civil war town I live near with it’s lovely old oak trees looked like a war zone after Ike went through. Trees scattered and down on the old houses, fences and out buildings taking with them countless power lines that were strewn all over roads and lawns.
My hubby and I watched in amazement tree after tree snap and crash to the ground on our farm. We had three large trees down across our driveway when the storm was all over and countless trees down in the woods. There was a mad rush to the local stores for generators. No one was sure how long we would be without power. We broke out the oil and kerosene lamps, candles, flashlights anything we could find that would produce light. My hubby was thrilled. He has always felt he was born a hundred years too late and would throw out all technology if you gave him the opportunity. He loves to sit around an kerosene lamp any day.
We were among the fortunate as we were able to purchase a generator to keep the frig going and wash clothes and maintain some sort of normal lifestyle.
The first night the storm hit was the one to remember, but not because of the fear or the danger. We went over to an old friend’s house for supper cooked on their propane camp stove. They had a house full of friends. We sat around the table lit by oil lamps and candles, ate good food and reminisced about old times. You would never have known there was a hurricane going on outside. The laughter and chatting seemed to have drowned out the storm’s ravage sounds.
Many good things came out of Ike. Neighbor helping neighbor. Friends getting together, people helping each other to clean up afterward, trees that needed to be cut up with chain saws, parks that needed cleaned up for children waiting to play in them again, fences that needed to be mended, houses with roofs that needed repair…people uniting for a cause.
This year we have seen many terrible acts of nature, floods, tornadoes, hurricanes, but we have also seen man at his best. Giving his best for his fellow human being.
We have seen friends coming together, sharing, loving, expressing feelings for each other that may have lay buried far too long in their hearts while years ticked away.
I used to cringe when some one would use the term “Act of God” for a natural disaster, but I am not so sure it isn’t an appropriate term. Corrie Ten Boom survivor of a Nazi concentration camp once wrote,”God writes straight with crooked lines”. If you’ve been around this earth for awhile you learn that good often comes out of the bad in this life. I have also learned that what you see is what you’re looking to find.
later gaters…