Meanwhile, my parents, who lived just south of Indianapolis, were without power for four days. The National Guard had to bring electrical power line guys into their area in a half-track. Fortunately my parents had a wood-burning stove and a bunch of canned goods.
I am making sure we are prepared for this winter. I hope some of those who are living through this hurricane will come on those threads and offer advice and sympathy.
It was a week for us...
I got trapped in the city the night it started snowing, and by 8am the next morning I was standing in the Marion County CD headquarters with 18 other CAP folks running a radio....
My brother and I crawled into our snowmobile suits and hiked up to a local hangout, some modular homes, the kind you stack up with a crane, furnished and abandoned.
We were the only ones there.
One day in a more appropriate forum, I'll have to post the lyrics of a song from my upcoming CD; it's about the panic that set in here in the south when we get over an inch of snow.
It is by far the funniest thing I have ever written. But the lyrics are over-the-top, Shep Smith alarmist,and reflect the language we've heard over the last month (baton down the hatches, we've got the perfect storm). I've taken it out of my live playlists since Katrina, but will add it again once winter starts.