When it was over I found that other than flashlights<\/p>\n
the only thing functioning electrically was my Walkman.<\/p>\n
Even my fucking VHF took a bath,[my fault, oh woe!]<\/p>\n
Yet as I considered the task of cleanup before me I was<\/p>\n
pleasantly surprised to hear Handel through my earphones,<\/p>\n
particularly excerpts from “The Messiah” and<\/p>\n
“Largo from Xerxes”, left in the machine quite some time ago, must be my karma, ha ha!<\/p>\n
Music definitely dispels gloom.<\/p>\n
As you probably know, I live on an island. We all take our<\/p>\n
chances wherever we live, personally I prefer hurricanes<\/p>\n
over tornados, at least they let you know their coming.<\/p>\n
That said, the storm is one thing, it comes it goes and I<\/p>\n
can speak to that, however it is the aftermath that will<\/p>\n
be\u00a0 more enduring in my mind.<\/p>\n
But to begin with I chose to stay. Why not?, I\u00a0 pride myself<\/p>\n
on my stupidity. As I buttoned the place up I plotted the<\/p>\n
center of the storm and came to the conclusion it\u00a0 would<\/p>\n
go South and then West of me, which it did at a distance<\/p>\n
of seventy miles or so, arc-ing to the North.<\/p>\n
Struck me winds were a steady eighty with gusts to<\/p>\n
one hundred out of Northeast to East for quite some<\/p>\n
time, then as the storm circled past me the wind clocked<\/p>\n
to Southwest to West and slowly abated.<\/p>\n
I observed events from the house next door, they had<\/p>\n
elevation. The owners had departed, offering me their<\/p>\n
place to stay as\u00a0 my house sits about five feet<\/p>\n
above normal sea level.<\/p>\n
Their house has shutterless windows designed to withstand<\/p>\n
150 mph. winds, so I could clearly see to all quadrants<\/p>\n
and what a sight it was.<\/p>\n
Sure as hell my house flooded clean through.<\/p>\n
Yet as I go through the process I am discovering<\/p>\n
that much of what has been destroyed is absolute<\/p>\n
fucking minutiae and it took a storm called<\/p>\n
Irma to wake me up to that fact.<\/p>\n
Islander.<\/p>\n
Ps. My wife chose to ride it out up in Avon Park<\/p>\n
and the fucking storm came right over her, ha-ha!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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