August Eighteenth; If I Could Ask For a Gift

Rescue


Yesterday was much more than what a local station calls a first alert day weather wise. We knew the remnants of that storm Fred was going to be coming through. I am currently of a mind that we under estimated what was approaching. My mother had mentioned the coming rain because her dog had an appointment for grooming and she doesn’t like to drive in heavy rain. Asking if I would take her if the rain had arrived, of course I said yes. But when time came, the storm had not arrived, yet. I was sitting here mindlessly scrolling social media when my phone scared me out of the induced stupor with a voice telling me there was a tornado watch in my area. It went downhill fast from there.

I turned on the television to find out more detail of what was going on. A wide swath of the local area was under a watch, other areas had active warnings. The mountains and foothills were getting the worst of the storm. Flash flood warnings joined the tornado warnings. Evacuations were taking place. Trees were down, power was out. Reportedly one area was getting nine inches of rain an hour. It rained so hard here that I got up at one point, just to check, and found that even with my diversion wall, the drain had become clogged and water was backing up, within millimeters of coming into this room. Praying not to get struck by lightening, I shoved my hand down the drain pipe and pulled out the debris blocking it. Then making sure the water was flowing before coming back inside. I went back out there several times before the rain finally eased. Both dogs following behind me as if to keep me safe. I sat up until just past 1AM just to be sure the worst was over. 

https://www.yahoo.com/news/flash-flooding-overtakes-buildings-cars-225100142.html

This morning the sun is shining through breaks in the clouds, the not so stray cats have been fed, I have yet to go outside to check for damage. I know, the areas where the storm pounded worse, have already been out checking to see how bad the damage may be. I also know, that all that rain water has to go somewhere, I’m sure the nearby river is already up and will only get worse until the water has passed. How many, needed rescue last night, as the storm raged? As the flood water progress and pass, how many who are in its path, will need to be rescued?

  It isn’t just storms, where there are those, people and animal where rescue is needed. The many fires raging, spreading suddenly, jumping from one area to another quickly, have left people trapped and at serious risk.


Those who go out to enjoy nature, and have an accident or a medical emergency, needing assistance.


Those who are in abusive relationships.


Those who are under criminal attack.


Then, there are places such as Afghanistan. Having been taken over by the Taliban, there are many who are in danger. Already reports of progress made in many ways, is being reversed. How accurate the reports are, is unknown at the moment. What is known, the people are afraid. If you look back in history, their fear is understandable. What of those who aided the U.S. military or even civilians, in any form? How safe are they from retribution? How much at risk are they at losing their life? The fear is obvious in their desperation to escape.

Afghanistan, is not the only area where the citizens are at risk. Think of drug cartels, think of assassinations, think of human trafficking.


We may be limited in many ways as to what we can do. But helping is not impossible. Education is important. Awareness is important. Finding ways to volunteer, donations, prayer. Being prepared to act, should you come upon or witness an event. Do you own your own transportation? Carry a fire extinguisher, a first aid kit, water or snacks. Make sure you know where you are, in case you need to call for help for another. The mountain trails that I hike, the boy scouts had a project where they put posts up that are location markers in case emergency help is needed. Know where you are. There are many ways to help, we simply need to educate ourselves on what we can do and when. Having the desire and courage to do so, the most important part.

This happened many years ago just down the road from me. Don’t do this people, just don’t.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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27 Responses to August Eighteenth; If I Could Ask For a Gift

  1. John says:

    Yeah, never ever cross a flooded road! I’m glad that the water didn’t come into your home, Rebecca. We live in dangerous days…

    • I came home one afternoon to this room ruined. A severe thunderstorm had plowed through, the drain clogged and the water got inside. The carpet was ruined but the water didn’t reach any of the electronics. It did get me to stop procrastinating and remodel this room. But I gt paranoid now with every downpour like last night.

      • John says:

        Your home must be on a slope with no proper drainage around it, that’s a difficult fix.

      • It is. My front yard gradually slopes down to the house, the backyard continues that slow slope to the woods then it goes from gentle slope to outright downhill almost drop off. That was why I put that cement block diversion wall across the yard to hope to redirect the water. Last night though it rained so hard that most of what was blocking the drain came off the roof. I won’t complain though, up around the mountains got hammered.

      • John says:

        You have to get on the roof once a month or more to use a leaf blower to clean it off. I did property management years ago…

      • Yeah, the ladder is still propped up against the house awaiting my climbing to the roof and get busy. The roofer who repaired my roof a while back drove by once after doing work for my folks. He told my mother that I needed to get up there and get that cleaned off. After that I’ve made sure to keep it clear..

      • John says:

        In time, youll have damage to the shingles. Shingle roofs aren’t common down here as the sun is too powerful for them. Tiles roofs are most common.

      • Yeah, I’ve had limbs fall from the trees, most fall flat, I have had two though that impaled the roof one going all the way through into my bedroom. Thankfully aforementioned roofer came back and did the repairs.

      • John says:

        Wow, that’s so dangerous! It sounds like you’ve got some Widow Makers. Trees that need to go!

      • I do actually, just no money to make it happen. I’ll be 64 on my birthday, if I can hold out another 2 1/2 years to my full retirement age I plan on swapping over to survivor benefits from my late husband’s SS. The amount will be much more and I shouldn’t have the issues I have now.

      • John says:

        Happy Birthday again, Rebecca! I’ll be 61 in December…

      • Spring chickens right? 😉

      • John says:

        Oh yeah! I still feel 20 years young inside, it’s not fair!!!!!!!!!!

      • Nope. Not fair at all. But, I’ll take it cause there was a time I didn’t think I’d see thirty..

      • John says:

        Really? I’m happy that you are here!

      • Thank you John..yeah, that bad relationship thing nearly forty years ago..where nothing of that remains but the memory.

      • John says:

        And those memories are why I’ll not marry again. It’s been 6 years since divorce number 3 and I still won’t date a gal…

      • Oh I understand. And it is various memories that keep me single as well. Its been a little over four years since his death. I have dated a couple of times, that just proved to me it wasn’t a good idea.

    • The road in that photo curves right where the truck drove through. On the right side of the truck the road just drops away down an embankment. Its maybe ten feet, but when you’re talking about an open area filled with flood water, you better know where that road is and pray it hasn’t washed away.

      • John says:

        The driver may drown in the truck before escaping, it’s just not smart. Nor is leaving children or pets in hot cars but it happens every summer. The Weather Channel is always telling people not to this BS, but every summer innocent children die like this. The parents are guilty of murder…

      • Yes and yes. I stood in a parking lot one summer with a couple other people trying to get the owner of a car who had locked a dog inside back out of the store. Lets say they were not happy about the attention. But the dog was saved.

      • John says:

        Amen! Some folk just don’t have a brain or common sense!

      • I know. My son is grown, but I never left him in a car and I’ve said if my dogs can’t go inside, where I’m going, they stay home.

      • John says:

        Good idea! When I was a little boy, my mother left me in the car at the grocery store.

        I hopped into the front seat and pulled the gear shift. In those days, the shift didn’t lock so I began rolling toward the road.

        A young man inside saw what was happening and ran out to stop the car. I think he was a bagger for the store.

        That guy may have saved my life! Thanks, mom… ❤️

      • Probably did in fact. The closest town to here is small. Not a lot of business though over the years it has grown. Back then though, it was a single row of businesses down the main street and a few across the tracks down another. At that time, the post office was in the middle of the block. Mom ran in to mail a letter. She had parked right beside a Ford Falcon that looked exactly like hers. I was sitting waiting when a man walked out and opened the door. He stooped down to get in when he saw me and quickly apologized and moved back out. Scared me silly. I don’t recall mom ever doing that again.

  2. Wow..alot flooding on the road.

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