21 January, 2010
Sorry Folks, I just haven't got around to finishing and posting this.
It has been an interesting week. We had a great weekend visiting the Nordheims. Saturday night we went to League City to the monthly meeting of the Bay Area Bluegrass Association meeting. They have a performance while others are jamming or taking lessons. The main performers were The Durocher Family and Steve Kaufman. Man, what a night of picking and singing. There was a group of young pickers from the area that were performing. They are being mentored by one of the association members and performing before an audience is part of their training.
Sunday, January 17, we went to the Star Cinema Grill to watch "The Book of Eli". I highly recommend this movie. The story was good and the tasteful way the movie handled the necessary violence of the story was inoffensive. I like the way the film was filmed in a muted color scheme to emphasize the change in the atmosphere of the Earth. Go see it if you get the chance.
We came home on Monday, which was a holiday. The whole weekend was a nice break.
I spent a lot of my time at work finding just the right offenders to fill up the classes only to have it all ripped apart because we have flu epidemic on the unit. Luckily, so far, the majority of our GED examinees are not locked downed. Of course, that all may change at any time. More wings may go down are they all may come back up. On Monday that question will be answered.
Wednesday night the front door suddenly blew open. I jumped up to close it and saw that the wind was blowing harder than I have ever seen the wind blow. The sky to the south was black and I was convinced that a tornado was headed right for the house. I ran inside, grabbed the dog (Anita loves that dog), and headed for the closet under the stairs. The house was moaning and creaking like it was thinking about giving it all up and running for the woods a piece at a time. And then it was over. In less than a minute the air was completely calm. Strangely, eerily, and completely calm. Anita's parents called and we compared notes. Everything seemed to be fine. I checked around the place and except for stuff being blown around and one dead tree being blown down, all was fine.
The next day, I learned that the Locke's, who live only 400 feet from me, had shingles blown off their roof. The woods behind their house were littered with downed trees. One of the beehives had its top blown off. Luckily, the inner cover was still in place. I was worried about my roof because I found parts of shingles in the yard. I did not see any missing from my roof. When I found some that were of a different color, I stopped worrying.
Today I learned that a survey done by the National Weather Service confirmed that a tornado went from Poynor towards Coffee City. That means it went right by the Farm. So that huge wind Wednesday night was actually a tornado.
We live at the foot of Galloway Mountain. It is name after Anita's grandfather's family who has lived on this land since the early 1900's. Its summit is just over 600 feet. Not much of a mountain. But I love that mountain. I think it protects us from severe weather. About two years ago Poynor was struck by a tornado. The wind did not blow at all here. The mountain deflected the storm. Same thing Wednesday. Good old mountain.
www.srh.noaa.gov/fwd/?n=damagesurvey012110
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