A strange day. In the midst of other strange days.
Waiting for Irma!
I believe I have finally escaped her. Birmingham appears a safe hideaway. Hope I am not wrong.
I arrived at Jean’s home mid-afternoon. We chatted, watched the weather channel, etc. Joe came home and we chatted more.
Their home has a deeply pitched driveway down.
More than 45 degrees. All houses the same. One side of the street the driveways go down,the other up.
The homes are built at the bottom of the Appalachian Mountains. Actually near the bottom. So they have that dramatic pitch.
I missed Jean’s house. Had to turn around. Cautiously down a driveway. Getting out the problem. My car stalled almost to the top. Wished I had a clutch car at that moment.
Jean and Joe great hosts. Mi casa, su casa the theme.
It was only the three of us last night. Jean cooked a terrific meat loaf dinner. We knocked down drinks before on their outside veranda.
Never really talked with Joe before. An interesting man. He majored in history. Got a Masters in criminal justice. Wanted to be a police officer. Became one. For ten years.
Then a friend offered him a job with a manufacturing rep company. Big time electrical machinery.
Joe has been with the company 26 years.
A couple of neighbors popped in. Brought brownies, booze, etc. All charming. A heart doctor lives across the street. Has offered two bedrooms. Another neighbor one. Three others accommodations also.
True Southern hospitality and neighborliness.
My accommodation terrific. I have a large private room with a king size bed. I share a large bathroom with another bedroom. The bathroom connects the two bedrooms.
Two ladies arrived around 3 in the morning. They are in the other bedroom. With their dog. He and I have bonded.
Life goes on for the Thorntons while we are imposing on their lives. Joe is outside at the moment cutting the grass. Jean is working at a charity garage sale.
It is strange sitting here this morning. Knowing that disaster awaits. I am glad I ran. There are those who did not. I worry about them.
Some remained for financial reasons. Others because they only have a bike. The rest hard heads who don’t think Irma will be that bad.
I fear for all of them.
Lisa and family were at Cape Coral. When the west coast became the target, they got out. They are in a friend’s home in Jupiter on the east coast.
I am nervous for them. Jupiter may still be too close because of the width of Irma.
Talked with them this morning. The trip up went well. Except for Jake who got car sick.
There are many things I would like to comment on. The world, Trump, etc. However nothing is of any consequence at a moment like this, except Irma.
My day will not be bad. Actually, very good. This afternoon we will watch the Alabama game together. Following a lasagna dinner tonight, we will all be glued to the TV worrying about friends and home in Key West.
I find the sadness of all this heavy. I tear up on occasion thinking of what is to come.
Enjoy your day!