Most of you know that we’ve had a hurricane come through the Southeast recently. Living in Georgia has been a blessing, though, because we have been spared any big storms for years. Last big one was in ’62, I’m told. The Carolinas weren’t so lucky. It was mostly a water event, not too much wind damage, but some others had a bad time. Everything missed my house, my rig and my water truck, so all is well. We couldn’t go to town for a couple days without four-wheel drive, but that was not a problem.
It was different when I lived in Texas. We could count on a storm almost every year, and some of them tore things up pretty good.