This past June, our area experienced terrible flooding. It was only a few weeks ago that the final deadlines for applying for federal aid passed. People are finally recovering from the summer's rain. And here we go again.
My husband, Doug, had to search for a way to get home tonight. Small creeks have flooded their banks, and the streets themselves are torrents. The rain was coming down so hard at the end of the school day that we had to dismiss the kids from the main lobby doors only, rather than all the side doors, so they could stay under cover while going to the buses. One local school didn't get all their children home until about 6:30, due to so many roads being flash flooded. An estimated 1 1/2 inches of rain fell between 3 and 4 p.m. and nearly 3 inches fell during the storm.
Thankfully, our dead end road did not wash out this time. In June, ours was one of the first roads to get washed out. And I don't mean just standing under water. I mean GONE.
This was the road in the early morning. The culvert going under the road was simply overwhelmed. The road kept crumbling little by little, until the backhoe came to start repairs.
On the plus side, my son Daniel had a wonderful time watching them repair the road!
2 comments:
Stay safe and dry. As I said earlier, I'm convinced that the hardest rains here fall the night before trash pickup. Or when Mike Mussina is scheduled to pitch for the Yankees.
lol!
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