Sunday, August 28, 2005
The Die is Cast
My father-in-law, John, who is professionally an insurance adjuster following storms (storm trooper), just called. He was very choked up and said several things that were pretty sobering. He said that Katrina is the storm of the century, and that there is a good chance that I won't be able to have contact with the outside world for several weeks. I told him that it really is too late to leave the area. He said he was worried about my mortality. Me too! We even said that we loved each other. Gosh, must be pretty serious for me to say things like that to my father-in-law. For those who don't know, I am not very good at expressing emotions. Sort of like Spock. It is a bit breezy now and a few scattered showers from the outer bands. On the TV they are advising to take an axe up to your attic. I guess when Hurricane Betsy came back in the 60's some people died in their attics. Their homes were flooded, they rose to the attic, but were trapped there and they drowned. The dogs are sleeping, and I think the loud tv's blaring ominous warnings are bothering them.