I had hoped to post more frequently after we returned home from our trip to North Carolina. First, I procrastinated and took a short cut…that was my last post. Then a series of visitors, unplanned events and deadlines occurred. Then there were ominous maps and words coming from the TV. The Geezer has lived in Florida through too many hurricane seasons to not keep his eyes focused on one that could threaten Pine Island and Bokeelia. When Ian poked its ugly head off the African coast he said, “That’s one we need to watch. Storm’s coming from that region can come our way when they form in September.”
We made preliminary plans to stay in place and sit it out. Then it entered the Carribean. As soon as he saw it had a great potential to intensify, he changed our plans…we’d evacuate. That was regardless of the forecast path. He and Mrs. G had the eye of Charley pass directly over our house in 2004, though the hurricane prognosticators were positive that storm would hit Tampa. When one weather-guesser thought it “might” move east, he said, “We’re out of here.” He gathered up the meds, clothes, computers, Mrs. G, Missy and me and headed inland.
We left for a place named Lake Placid and the Holiday Inn. The Geezer felt confident we were out of the cone enough to only get a tiny brush. OH, CONTRAIRE! The eye of Ian was determined to seek us out. We checked in late Monday and watched as Ian did a Charley! By Tuesday night winds howled around the windows and it wasn’t long before we lost power. It was still off when we left that Friday.
A close friend offered us refuge in the Gainesville area. We accepted and have been safe and comfortable in his home since (now one week). The best things we are fortunate to have in life are good friends! Seeing what is happening in our home county is heart-rending. We have talked to many friends and their stories sadden us so. It will be a time until my next post — but I’m a version of a canine MacArthur, I will return.