Tuesday, March 13, 2007

March 13th fourteenyears ago.

Well here goes I keep reading all of your blogs so I thought why not . I am sure I want have much to write about but you never know. Today was a beautiful day in my neck of the woods a far cry from the blizzard that hit us 14 years ago today. It has been called the storm of the century. It really doesn't seem like it has been that long ,But I guess time flies when you are having fun. I remember because we live on a chicken farm at the time we had 3 houses of two week old chickens. After the snow hit one went crashing to the ground and another one was damaged. Since it was a post type house it didn't fall completely in .We had to crawl around on our knees and try and save as many as we could by taking them to one of the other houses. The snow was so deep it was over my knees so I could not get around too good.Our son Matthew helped us he was 15 at the time. Our daughter Miranda helped out also by keeping food fixed for us. We were without power for several days no generator at that time either. Our neighbors L.D. and Maudie had a small generator so they would water their chickens then let us borrow it to water ours. WE had to go in and just put out what feed we could by hand.The snow was was beautiful but a lot of hard work resulted from it.After the power got back on and it got where you could get out to town the process of cleaning up took place. Gary took a week off work to try and get it done we all pitched in and worked till we couldn't then we would call it a day. We had two more built back and life carried on. With God's help you can do anything. He has been so good to me through the years and carried me through many tough times.I naturally didn't have any film for my camera at this time so no pictures were made only in my mind. Several years after the fact I saw a documentary on it on PBS it was very interesting to watch since we had no phones or electricity we didn't have a clue what was going on.

1 comment:

Lesa said...

The main thing I remember about the blizzard was being majorly bummed out that we didn't even get a day off work -- things were melted enough to drive by Sunday evening.

It was really pretty, though. Dwayne and I walked up and down Briarcliff Road looking at all the gorgeous snow. Callanwolde was particularly beautiful. I actually did take some photos, but, like you, I can still see it in my memory.

Now, I'm missing my old neighborhood again. If I ever win the lottery, count on me moving back downtown near Emory . . .