In honor of the 10th anniversary of Hurricane Frances.
I spent the night in the home of my dearest friend with her Scotties, 1 Great Dane, 2 birds, a cat, and my 4 Scotties. She and her husband did not want me to be by myself with the dogs. We spent the whole night staying up and listening to the horrible wind and rain. At one point, an electric pole in the distance crackled and all of the lights went out. It was dark as far as we could see. By the morning all was quiet. It had been an exciting night with all of us in the house.
Going home, I had no idea what to expect. The streets were flooded and we could see many trees were down. The pictures taken really do not show the full damage to the house. It really didn’t look too bad except for the downed trees. Walking into the house and opening the door to the garage brought a whole new perspective to the situation. The left bottom side of the garage door was blown open and the side door to the garage was wide open. The water had come into the garage and brought down the ceiling in the garage. The pool enclosure was blown off the foundation and there were leaks from the roof where the shingles had blown away. It only got worse three weeks later when we were visit by Hurricane Jean.