Miss Irene was a nasty one. Here is our story of the crabby ole lady visiting our house. We returned home from OBX just as Irene was hitting there in NC. We immediately went to the store (at 11:30 pm) to fill the fridge that we left fairly empty before vacation. The stores were practically empty...well, if you were looking for water, bread, soda and beer. Lucky for us, we weren't really. So we grabbed some basics and made it home. Saturday morning we had to quickly prep the house for the storm. Neighbors, who had already prepped their houses came to help us, which was super nice. Ty noticed a rain gutter that was clogged right before we left...on the top floor. So he and Joe took turns climbing the creakity ladder to get to the third floor. I thought for sure he would fall to his death, so I took a picture.
Firemen came back. Told us it could be weeks until we get power...haha...silly firemen. Then they made us prisoners in our own homes, they taped us in with yellow tape, reminding us that the wire across the road was indeed live and would kill us if we got near. Yay! Kids, we don't get to leave the house for 2 more weeks!!!
So that was our relationship with miss irene. Unfortunately, being without TV, I assumed it was about the same for most people around us. That was until Saturday morning when we found out that our church service would be cancelled except for a 30 min. meeting, which we attended in work clothes so we could all spend the rest of the day in areas that had complete devastation. President Obama flew into a town called Patterson which is about 20 minutes from us and within the boundaries of our church group (stake). This was very close to where we were heading to serve. So we put on our bright yellow helping hands shirts and headed to help.