09-02-2010, 02:48 PM
ghosts of hurricanes past. that old feeling i used to have in florida, and thought i had left behind, is sneaking up on me. i would get so damn frightened when a big 'cane was headed my way. especially after the total destruction and horror of Andrew. we were always activated for a few days. not allowed to go home, required to stay in the disgusting noisy jail for days at a time. inmates were locked down and fed sandwiches. we had a couple grills in the sally port. we tried to sleep when off shift. almost impossible. we shipped our dependents to other counties whose sheriff depts. looked after them. we had to lock up our houses and hope they would be intact when it was over. road patrol hunkered down and did NOT answer any calls to 911. the people were on their own during the height of the storms. they knew this ahead of time. our sheriff was not going to risk our lives, cruisers stayed under overpasses for some shelter.
people who had refused to evacuate were shit out of luck if they got in trouble.
all in all it was a miserable experience. i would worry myself sick over all my valuables and "stuff". for the last few years i was there, i kept most of my photos, china and nice belongings in 'waterproof' bins.
people who had refused to evacuate were shit out of luck if they got in trouble.
all in all it was a miserable experience. i would worry myself sick over all my valuables and "stuff". for the last few years i was there, i kept most of my photos, china and nice belongings in 'waterproof' bins.