So Hurricane Ike:
Two ways of looking at this. I could just o on and not write about it and maybe 10 years later someone asks me, "What was Hurricane Ike like?" and I'd already have forgotten OR
I can remember all the times and pics and share it with whomever.
I'm choosing the later and hope to hear others stories and thoughts on it.
So here it goes:
Day 1: Thursday September 11, 2008
On the seventh anniversary of 9/11, I think most of us didn't think about it as much. Ike had narrowed in to hit Galveston. Going into work on Thursday, I was already mentally prepared on having a long weekend. In my favor, I didn't have to be too prepared for work. By noon, we were packing up boxes to go out early and it was supposed to be a shorter day. First sign of the storm was the traffic and evacuation. My boss and I witnessed a little chaos at the Fed Ex office where dozens were pouring in to send packages. My usual Thursday night routine of a meeting with my friend Tammy was altered to dinner and hanging out with a few friends. I went to Krogers before dinner to stock up and the pre-storm preparation was clear in there, but not too crazy. I returned home and went out again to fill up on gas. I came home with money, gas and groceries and only had three things to do before I slept.
First I had to catch up on laundry before any expected power outages and then I decided I'd do a quick picture inventory of the apt for insurance purposes. That lasted for a while longer than I expected and I think I got a little carried away. I actually inventoried my boots which were given to me anyway! I was tired, alright?!! I decided to board up and pack the next morning.Day 2: Friday September 12, 2008
This is kinda foggy, more the purpose for blogging this. I did a little more laundry and then prepped for the storm. I unplugged everything, put things up off the floor and put towels in front of the doors. I went to stay with my sister during the storm. We cleared the backyard and watched a few hours of storm tracking. What we watched was the storm surge begin to overtake Galveston and witht the storm hours away, it was apparent this wasn't like Rita. Sometime about 9 pm, the power went out. By 11 pm, my sister and nephew went to bed. I called my friend Jessica and talked for an hour as I looked out the window by candlelight.
Day 3: Saturday Septemebr 13, 2008
As the winds picked up - I tried to go to bed on the living room fold out bed. The winds were picking up and all I could think about is something coming through the window. I must have sat there for close to an hour before giving up and crashing out in my sisters room at 1 am.
We were awaken at 4:30 am by a loud noise. My sister got a flash light and looked out the window.
"Oh, it's just a shingle"
"What time is it?", I asked.
"Holy shit, Brad, take a look at this."
I got up and looked, "The whole fort is down"
"And see the whole in the fence?"
We decided to move to the bathroom and sleep in there to avoid any debris coming through the window. We carried lance in there and called the dog in there. Most times you gotta lure the dog out under the bed when she is tired or scared. She came, this time, at the call of her name.
We didn't sleep at all. We listened to the radio and talked the whole time. My sister told me there was a leak in the kitchen. I thought it was a small leak, but it was streaming down. We grabbed an Igloo and placed it under the leak. An hour later we checked on it and poured it out. At 6:30 am, we saw a little light and went to check on the leak. The spout on the Igloo was open! There were alot more leaks and the kitchen floor was soaking. I went upstairs and checked out the front yard and street.We stated cleaning at 6:30 am and worked most of the morning on cleaning the kitchen. It took a few hours to clean it and squigee it out. Looking at the backyard - the entire fence was gone.
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