Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Anybody got a bucket?
Son Brandon is sweating it out in Melbourne. Who knows exactly how many inches of rain they have had. That all becomes a moot point when you have to start sandbagging. Tropical Storm Fay has sat over Melbourne for much of the day, actually stalled and dumping, by some accounts, over 25 inches of rain. These pictures were all taken from his front door.
So far, it is not at his front door, but it is about 5 feet away. He has blocked the sidewalk to try and keep waves from splashing water into his house. Waves, you say? That's the result of SUV's flying down through the flooded streets of the neighborhood pulling kneeboarders. Proudly, I will say, Brandon, took care of that in short order. . . but probably none too kindly. He told them that they were causing water to splash up on their houses that everyone in the neighborhood was desperately trying to keep it out of their houses. The perpetrators sheepishly said they had not even thought about that and could see that they were definitely in error. They left and haven't been back. On his way back into the house, his neighbor stepped out and asked if he needed any help. The guy's wife had been after him to go out and confront the joyriders, but Brandon saved him from that.
The rain has let up a little and hopefully Brandon will have escaped the worst. But I'm not too proud to ask for prayers that TS Fay moves on out quickly and weakens to the point that those who are already suffering will be spared more damage and no one else will be subjected to the devastation of this storm.
Till next time. . .
Posted by Dale at 7:38 PM