Tornado - Part Two

The tornado came through on a Thursday night. We stayed up until 2:30 just walking around our neighborhood and talking with people. Nobody seemed to want to go to bed. Leah kept us updated with weather reports, since we had lost all power and didn’t really know if any more bad storms were forecast. We finally made our way back to our house and decided to go to bed. Neither one of us slept very well because of all the sirens, the truck back-up beeps and flashing lights.

Friday - the next morning we decided to try and get to my work. We drove east of town and found several roads already blocked. We finally made our way up one road (County Road 9) and were awe struck with what we saw. All along a one mile stretch of road were homes covered in debris and tree limbs. It looked like a war zone. We could see beyond the houses, on this road, to a housing development behind. So many of those homes were in shambles; roofs torn off, huge gaping holes in the sides of homes, some in total ruin. We drove in silence; words just didn’t seem to come.

We finally made our way to my work and found out that we were open. The electricity and phone lines had already been connected to this part of town. I wasn’t prepared to stay since Gail and I basically jumped in the car that morning and took off. I told my boss that I would be back as soon as possible.

We tried to get to get to our house via the roads I normally drive on. We couldn’t. They had already closed those roads due to downed power lines. We had to snake around to fine a way to get to our house. In doing that, we found the area south of Nappanee that had also been hit by the tornado. This area is mainly an Amish community. Again we saw houses with roofs torn off, windows broken out, and in several cases, totally leveled. There was one place that we passed that was owned by an Amish family. They lost both their house and barn – both were totally leveled. It was about 9:00 a.m. and there were already numerous Amish present with their equipment. We saw horses and buggies coming from all directions pulling wagons with more equipment and supplies. There were two women working by the house going through the rubble. Gail noticed the children playing all over the yard. He thought that was a healthy thing, to see the children still able to play in the midst of such destruction.

After we passed this place, we went around the corner and found several more homes that had sustain severe damage. We saw a semi on its side, a car upside down thrown into a tree. Again, we were awe struck at nature’s fury. To see these things tossed around like tinker toys was very overwhelming.

By now we were getting a bit frustrated because it seemed that each road we tried to turn on was already barricaded. We finally found roads that were passable – about 4 miles south of Nappanee and made our way home. We hurried and got dressed for work. By then, the Mayor had issued a State of Emergency for Nappanee. They were asking people to stay home and stay off the roads. I felt like I needed to go to work, as did Gail, so we did. Gail didn’t stay long at his job. He was able to borrow a generator from work and came home early to get that all set up. We were very grateful for that since it would be 3 days before we had power again. 3 days doesn’t seem like a long time until you don’t have any power or water. We learned how to be very frugal with water and the electricity the generator provided.

Gail walked up town to see the places in Nappanee that had been hit. He had to climb over downed trees, on one street, to get to the part of Nappanee that had been hit the hardest. Again, he saw numerous homes that had been destroyed. Friday afternoon, when I got home, we walked up State Road 19 to see the homes that had been hit there. These homes are the closest to us. They are about ¼ mile from our home. Some of these people we know and since we know them, seeing these homes was a very emotional one for us - the tears flowed easily. State Road 19 was closed because of debris on the road, but also because of downed power lines. These electric poles are huge – at their base they are 24” across. These poles were just twisted and snapped off, right at the base. Amazing. We walked by a school that the roof was picked up and laid back down, but at a 45 degree angle from before. The back end of the school was plastered with mud. There was a church next door to the school that was leveled. The only thing standing were a few classrooms. I was amazed at how much of the soybean straw was just plastered in the remaining windows and sidewalls. It was like someone took a spoon and smashed the soybean straw into the window casings and just jammed it in. We saw straw stuck in the telephone poles. We saw a 2x2 stuck in the bottom of a telephone pole, like someone used a hammer to pound it in. We walked through the field, behind our development, and there was so much debris that you had to closely watch where you were walking. There were lots of 2x4’s all over the place with nails sticking up. There was someone’s roof in the middle of State Road 19. They don’t know where it came from exactly.

Saturday – they opened up US 6 for a little while and Gail and I drove by the business areas that were hit hardest. I am still amazed at that destruction. If this tornado had hit during work hours, I believe we would have had number casualties. Some of the buildings there were completely leveled and gone. On this day we saw the Equestrian Police. There were about 8 police men and women on horses just patrolling the whole down town area. They were not friendly – I’m sure they were extremely tired of all the sight seers they were dealing with. There were sharp shooters placed around the business areas because of looting. That seemed really eerie for a little town like Nappanee. But they were here, none-the-less.

One thing that I am still amazed by – Leah and Ben came home the weekend after the tornado because Ben was preaching at our church. I took Leah around to see some of the devastation south of Nappanee. I told her about the Amish house and barn and wanted to show her that house. When we got there I was totally amazed. They had already cleaned up the destroyed house and had completed all the framing of the new house, plus the had already put the first floor plywood over the framing. I could not believe in just 30 hours, they had cleaned up the old house, and had gotten that far in building the new house. I am still amazed by that. I don’t agree with a lot of what they Amish do around here, but that is one thing I think they do right!!

Sunday - on Sunday, Nappanee had declared a work day for the community. We had over 6,000 people show up to do work detail. They only dispatched 3,000 because there were not enough safe zones for that many people to work. They actually turned people away. The community was in awe of how many people came to help. I’m sure some came out of curiosity, but most came out of a genuine desire to do something useful. When something like this happens, you feel so helpless. Working to clean up helped you feel useful. Gail went to one of neighbor’s houses to help. He had not met them before, now he has. They were amazed at how many people came to their house and didn’t know them. They just showed up and started working.

All of this happened over 3 weeks ago. People are starting to rebuild. There are areas, however, that are not being rebuilt yet. These places either did not have insurance or are rental houses and the renters have moved on and owners are waiting for insurance settlements. Of the 7 houses on 19 that were damaged, 5 were razed and they will have to build again. We noticed that two homes are starting with basements – they didn’t have them before. Good choice, I think.

We continue to be amazed that no one was killed or seriously injured. One man I work with had severe damage to his house. He lives across the road from his son who now owns the family farm. They lost their house, their barn, several out buildings and a small cabin. His son milks a herd of cows and none of them were injured. The barn was completely destroyed and all the cows spared. Amazing.

We still here amazing stories of survival. When you look at these homes, you are amazed that no one was hurt. I have never seen such destruction. I’ve seen other communities that were affected by a tornado, but seeing these things in person made a huge impact on me.

Believe it or not, I tried to be more succinct, but failed. I also seem to like the word "amazed" :) I hope this gives you a little window into that weekend for us. I hope we never experience another one.

Love to all!

Tornado - Part One

It was a dark and stormy night…thunder crashed…lightening exploded in the sky…the wind howled…and then…silence… Okay, okay, I never said that I was a writer but it sure seemed fun to start this Blog this way.

Thoughts of a tornado. Wow – I have been thinking about writing about “our” tornado since it happened and haven’t been able to articulate this experience very well. So, I will just write and we’ll see what happens.

It really was a dark and stormy night. I wasn’t that worried about severe storms because tornadoes don’t happen in October – that is ridiculous. We were watching TV on the night of October 18 and the news stations broke into whatever we were watching to inform us of impending storm fronts coming across northern Indiana. Now you have to understand, this happens a lot around here. You get sort of used to it and take it in stride. After awhile they were on the TV all the time just giving updates of the various storms around the area. “There have been rotations spotted in this area, and that area, etc.” They showed, on the map, a storm that was heading right for Nappanee. It was about an hour out and I figured I had time to get things around should it keep developing. Gail decided to go outside to watch the approaching storm. Yes folks, you are reading this correctly, Gail decided to go outside and watch for any tornadoes. Most sane people are in their basements, but nooooo, Gail is outside……….I am still a bit upset about that one. I was watching the weather reports when all of a sudden the lights went out and I could here the tornado siren start. At that point, Gail came racing into the house and ordered me downstairs. Gail never, and I repeat never, gets upset about storms so when he came racing into the house and yelled for me to go to the basement I knew that something big was happening. I was not prepared to run because I had an hour to prepare…r-i-g-h-t! I did, however, manage to grab the important things for the basement – blanket, jacket - I already had a flashlight close at hand, cell phone and my two dogs. I went down stairs with said items in hand, except for dogs that were running all over the place in totally confusion and panic. Why was I yelling at them? What had they done to make me so angry that I would raise my voice in such a manner? Kody kept running in circles until he finally went down the stairs. It is funny now – it wasn’t then. Have you ever played that game of what you would take out of a burning house? What would you save? Well in that moment, I took the things that seemed practical to me and took nothing of any sentimental value. I wonder what that says about me? Lesson learned in this part of the story – be prepared BEFORE the storm hits and leash your dogs so they will listen quickly. By the time I got to the basement, the tornado has already passed about ¼ of a mile from our house. While I was rushing around collecting the things I wanted and trying to convince the dogs to come with me, the tornado has already done its deed. Because Gail had been outside, he heard the tornado coming. He did not see it, but heard it. He says it is a sound he will never forget. It sounds a little bit like a train way off in the distance. He is sad that he wasn’t on the other side of the house because he may have been able to see it if he had been on that side of the house. I told him that he could have been tornado bait if he had been on that side. He really did miss his calling – he should have been a tornado chaser. Not while married to me, of course!


Since I did not hear any of this part, I will pass on what Gail told me. Since he was outside watching for any storm, he was very aware of what the weather was doing. He said it was raining and the wind was blowing, etc. All of a sudden everything just stopped or almost stopped and got really calm. He remembers thinking “man, is this all there is going to be. We are going to miss the storm, again!” (What a crazy man!) Then all of a sudden the wind picked up and began to blow ferociously, the rain was actually going horizontal to the ground and that is when he heard the tornado. There really is a calm before the storm. That whole process lasted maybe 5 minutes. It went through so fast. After the tornado went through the wind continued to blow, but not as bad. It still was raining, but not as much – more like sprinkling.

We waited for several minutes before going outside to see what had happened. At that point, we really didn’t know what had happened. Gail knew he heard something, and thought it may have been a tornado but didn’t know for sure. Two of our neighbors houses were damaged by the high winds, but ours was fine. We lost several shingles – nothing in comparison to what we would see in the coming days. Our next door neighbor came out and told us that a tornado had hit Nappanee. We learned later that it touched down somewhere around Bourbon and traveled on and off the ground for about 20 miles. All of Nappanee and surrounding areas were without power. That was a really weird experience to look all around you and everything is dark. By this time there were a lot of flash lights all over the place. It didn’t take long for rescue units to start making their rounds to make sure everyone was okay in our neighborhood. We were. Some of our neighbors, on State Road 19, were not so fortunate. About 7 homes right around the corner from us were destroyed. The rescue units could not get to their homes by that road, due to felled power lines, so they were coming into our development and going through the field that adjoins us to get to them. All night we heard sirens, the beeping that utility and rescue trucks have on their trucks when they back up. It really was unsettling.

As we walked around our development, we saw trees snapped off at the ground, numberous shingles and siding on the ground. There were several trampolines that were just gone. We found one, however, wrapped around the garage of a house. It was imbedded into the side of the house, as if someone placed it there and pounded it into the wall. Amazing. Like I said before, that was only the tip of the ice-berg of what we would see the next day.

There is so much more and more I would like to share – I think I will close this, so I don’t over-load you on this first post. I know I am “wordy” but thanks for letting me write it all.

Love to all!

What a wonderful surprise!

I had a very nice – to say the least - surprise this weekend. On Thursday evening our door bell rang. I went to answer the door and when I opened it, there stood Leah. I was quite surprised and asked her what she was doing here? She said that she had come to spend the weekend with me. After a huge hug and some very happy tears she informed me that I had Friday off from work. She had apparently arranged with my boss a day off of work for Friday - another very nice surprise.

Because I am still not feeling the best, we weren’t able to do some of the fun things we have done in the past. However, we did enjoy just being together. I am amazed at how much I miss those times that we would hang out in her room and talk about whatever was on our minds. It is harder to do that now when their time here is so short and they have two families to appease. I will admit, selfish or not, I enjoyed this weekend because I didn’t have to share her with anyone. I don’t know where they will end up living so I enjoy, cherish and am grateful for these snippets in time when we can just be.

Lessons from an Ant

Gail and I went swimming at a friend’s house this past Sunday. Our friends were gone and had invited us to use their pool. So, we went and spent a couple of hours just relaxing and enjoying being together. We paddled around and talked and paddled some more. At one point, I noticed a peculiar little “ant” that was swimming. I’m not really sure it was an ant, but ants have a jointed body so for the purpose of my story, he is an ant – the upper part was a rich light brown and with two very distinct black eyes and the bottom, or back part, had brown, red, and black stripes. It was a very pretty ant. Again, I’m not sure it was an ant, but I don’t really know what else it was. I watched it swimming, or getting ready to drown, and felt sorry for it. I found a leaf and lifted the poor little guy onto the leaf and put him on the concrete that surrounds the pool. He immediately started to clean himself off. I watched in rapt attention. He took his back legs and carefully slid them over his lower body. I assume he was using them as some sort of scraper to get the water off his back. Then he took his front legs and cleaned off first one antennae and then the other and then went back to his back legs and repeated the whole process again. He didn’t seem grateful that he had been saved by me. I’m not even sure he was aware that I was watching him. But, then he did something that amazed me. He was completely dried off – as far as I could tell – and turned and ran right over the edge of the pool right back into the water! I stood there and said “stupid ant”. After all that, he simply repeated his fateful act and landed in the water again. After awhile, Gail took pity on this ant and splashed him out of the water and on to the concrete. He cleaned himself off again and after that??.....you guessed it…..right back into the water he went. We both left him to his fate. Now you may say maybe he was a water bug. I don’t think so, but he sure was a stupid bug. We left him in the water and went back to our own swimming.

This ant did get me to thinking though. How often do I repeat my (perceived) offenses time and time again. I am lifted out of the “water” and after I lick my wounds, clean myself off, I run right back into the very place I was drowning in. Whether these are bad relationships, negative attitudes or negative ways of thinking, hurtful actions, etc.

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about learning to rethink the way I think and, here is the dreaded word, feel. We get into patterns of thinking that can really hold us back and instead of reaching up and out, we run right back into the old way of whatever. I’m not sure there is much I can do about how I feel – feelings are just that, feelings. I can do more with what I think and what goes in and out of my head. But, I can really do something with how I react – this is where the choices lay.

I am grateful for a God who doesn’t walk away from me when I run right back into the water. Who lovingly bails me out each and every time. I’m sure I have given Him much opportunity to be frustrated – does God get frustrated? (Another time and Blog.) I am grateful for friends and family who love me too. I hope the little ant made it out of the water. He might be in the skimmer right now………..

-D-

Eight Random Facts

As Daryl said, my sister tagged me. So, here you go - Eight Random Facts about me:

1) I was born in Zimbabwe. The 4th and last child of my parents. Could it be that after me there was no energy for more? From the stories I've heard, and I do wonder if they are all true, I may have been as active as twins would have been.

2) When I read Daryl’s # 2 it made me think about passports. I haven’t applied for a passport yet. I have the ONLY copy of my birth certificate and am very reluctant to give it up to anyone. I really do need to find out how to get more copies for the future, but I keep putting off getting a passport because I don’t want to deal with the hassle. I think with border regulations tightening, I will have to deal with it sooner rather than later.

3) I love animals – just about any animal. I should have grown up on a farm for that very reason. If Gail would have let me, I would have had a whole menagerie of animals. But, sadly that was not to be. I have to settle for my two dogs. I mean, Leah’s dog and my dog.

4) I am a rules follower, especially when traveling. Some people bend rules – not me. If there is a road sign that says no left turn and there is no traffic coming, I still will not turn left. I will turn right and go out of my way and find a way to go back the way the left turn would have taken me. I basically follow speed limits – that is why I don’t get to drive on road trips.

5) I do not like to fly. I used to love to fly when I was younger, but now I would rather do anything else but fly. However, I will if necessary.

6) I am very ornery by nature. I’ve tried, several times in my adult years, to not be quite so ornery. But, it usually doesn’t last. Leah is scared she will have a child just like me. I think that would be a great thing.

7) I love to read and spend more time than I should between the pages of a book. I like mystery novels, some biographies – depending on who, and some romance stories, if they are not too sappy.

8) For the most part, I do not like being alone. I enjoy being around people and find that I am energized by social activities. However, I am learning the value of spending time with me and realizing that I can be good company too.

So, there you go. Not a whole lot of exotic facts, but facts none-the-less.
This was fun, Donna. Thanks for the push in being tagged.

My Dad...

I decided to write my own post in honor of my Daddy.

As I read both Donna and Daryl’s blogs, I realized that their memories are also my memories. I remember combing Dad’s hair, learning to ride a bike and lots of music. Growing up I have to admit that most of the time, I thought the music was b-o-r-i-n-g. I don’t have the same love and appreciation for classic music that Donna and Daryl do, but I have learned to appreciate it and enjoy it on a different level. And, I must admit that it stirs deep within my soul at times.

I remember putting rubber bands and clips in Dad's hair. He was a dutiful participant in my "styling" his hair. Make me smile to think of that now.

My learning to ride a bike experience was at 40A (is the “A” right?) Leander Ave. I remember there was a road, or alley, or driveway beside the house and I learned to ride on that. I learned to ride a man’s bike by putting my legs under the straight bar and balancing the bike. I honestly don’t remember if Daddy taught me or I just figured it out. He may have given me the idea. I’m not sure, but I remember riding the bike that way.

I, too, remember a time that Dad let me make up my own mind – there was a dance at my high school and I wanted to go. I begged and begged to go and finally Daddy told me that he did not approve of dances, but if I wanted to go I could go. He would not take me nor pick me up, but I could go. I did go and after going to a couple of dances decided that I really did not enjoy them so I stopped going. I have often wondered if he had not allowed me to make up my own mind if I would have rebelled and found a way to go just to (as kids often do) spite their parent. I am so grateful that he allowed me to make a choice, which went against his own personal belief and to let me figure out what I wanted to do.

I also remember at Fairland, in particular, when Dad was a pastor there - I don’t know how often I went into his study and wanted his attention. I don’t remember ever being turned away and I am sure that I sometimes went in when he was quite busy and didn’t really want to be bothered. My memory tells me I was never turned away. I always felt important and wanted.

I, too, am grateful for the father I have. Happy Birthday and Happy Father’s Day and I love you very much. Oh, another quick memory – Daryl once told me that the USA puts out flags for both Dad’s birthday (Flag Day) and Daryl’s birthday (Memorial Day – when it used to be on the 39th) just because it was their birthdays. I don’t remember if I ever truly believed him, but I do remember him telling me that.

CELEBRATE

Here are some pictures from my birthday party. It was a small party because Gail and Leah were not sure how I would be feeling physically by my birthdate. Ben and Leah surprised me at the restaurant where Gail and I went for supper. We were in the process of what to have for dinner when, while I had my head down looking at the menu, Leah walked up with a beautiful bouquet of flowers and said that she had heard it was my birthday. I was, of course, shocked and then cried - remember the crying thing? It took us quite a while to order our food. Thank goodness our waitress was patient. Leah gave me a beautiful book with snap-shot pictures through the years as well as comments from my family. A very nice gift and one I will always treasure!! We then came back to our house and had a camp fire, something we all enjoy very much. Gail and Ben then served ice-cream cake to us. It was a very nice evening and the surprise was well worth it all.

This is my baby and I am pretty sure he thought we had all gotten together for his birthday. He seems to think the world revolves around him. Isn't he cute? And, he is not spoiled at all!!!