As Jay and I were taking our nightly golf cart ride this evening, we were reminiscing about this night one year ago. Jay took a nap on the floor in my parents living room. I went to bed and "slept" for a couple of hours before getting up at around 3 a.m. The eye of the storm moved over Galveston at around 2 a.m., which means water had already been in our house and receded by the time I got up.
As most of you know, we had two different, yet very distinct, water lines in our house, and from the stories we heard it's because the water came in once, went out with the eye, and then came back in when the back half of the storm moved inland. And as we were driving around tonight, we were amazed at just how much water that was. When you're diving the streets that people were riding in boats around following the storm, it kinda puts it into perspective, but it's still really hard to fathom. And all we kept saying was, "how cool would it have been to be a fly on the wall that night." Not because we wanted to go through hell, but because it really is hard to imagine that much water coming in your house, going out, and then coming back in - and not breaking a single window. It's like Santa Claus. How in the hell does he get down the chimney without making a word?!?! How in the world does 4 to 5 feet of water come in your house twice and not break a window? Amazing.
As most of you know, we had two different, yet very distinct, water lines in our house, and from the stories we heard it's because the water came in once, went out with the eye, and then came back in when the back half of the storm moved inland. And as we were driving around tonight, we were amazed at just how much water that was. When you're diving the streets that people were riding in boats around following the storm, it kinda puts it into perspective, but it's still really hard to fathom. And all we kept saying was, "how cool would it have been to be a fly on the wall that night." Not because we wanted to go through hell, but because it really is hard to imagine that much water coming in your house, going out, and then coming back in - and not breaking a single window. It's like Santa Claus. How in the hell does he get down the chimney without making a word?!?! How in the world does 4 to 5 feet of water come in your house twice and not break a window? Amazing.
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