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After the storm
First: we're fine. The house, aside from missing just a little bit more of the already time-damaged roofing from the back dormer, is fine. Our neighborhood was largely untouched.
Half a mile away, however, there is a swath of Independence defined by a line drawn through Drumm Farm to the Arbys at 291 and 23rd Street that Just Isn't There Anymore. The 291/23rd intersection proper - actually about 1/4 mile North of the former Arbys - was a mess of debris and downed business signs from a block away. The Noland Rd bridge is closed again, criss-crossed with powerlines that the evening before had been up on the poles where they belong.
I was late getting to work. The true aftermath of the storm for us was a disorganized morning and a freaked out Katie, who was up at 6:30 this morning and in the family room watching the local news for the weather report. Nothing like watching a severe thunderstorm on radar in Hi Def.
Half a mile away, however, there is a swath of Independence defined by a line drawn through Drumm Farm to the Arbys at 291 and 23rd Street that Just Isn't There Anymore. The 291/23rd intersection proper - actually about 1/4 mile North of the former Arbys - was a mess of debris and downed business signs from a block away. The Noland Rd bridge is closed again, criss-crossed with powerlines that the evening before had been up on the poles where they belong.
I was late getting to work. The true aftermath of the storm for us was a disorganized morning and a freaked out Katie, who was up at 6:30 this morning and in the family room watching the local news for the weather report. Nothing like watching a severe thunderstorm on radar in Hi Def.