“…The next day at noon, after being awakened at 4:30 am by a neighbor who showed us the rising water in the street and informed us that you couldn’t drive out of the neighborhood in any direction, I took my two daughters out of our neighborhood in my canoe. And then at about 3:00, I took my wife, Mary Sue, and our 85-pound Lab, Charlie, in that same canoe on the same one-mile journey to the nearest dry street. It took over an hour to go that one mile. The creek that usually runs 2-3 feet deep, some 30 feet below the bridge, was flowing so hard over the bridge, that if I had tried to paddle my canoe across it, the current would have pinned me against the guardrail…”
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