Hurry-Cane Michael

For a couple of days now, I’ve been glued to my TV trying to keep up with the latest movement of Hurricane Michael. I live in New Port Richey, Florida, close to the Gulf of Mexico in west-central Florida. It’s 3:30 in the afternoon on this tenth of October, 2018 and we are experiencing bands of gusty rain squalls from this storm, which is almost 500 miles northwest of here, as the crow flies. I’m quite safe, but what has had me so intent on my TV screen is friends who are not.

One friend, along with his family, lives and owns a grocery store in the Apalachicola, Florida area, just about dead center of “ground zero.” Another friend is visiting her friends in Crawfordville, directly south of Tallahassee, not far from Michael, who has, at this point, just gained landfall as a Category 4 hurricane, just one mile-per-hour shy of a Category 5. That’s 155 miles per hour that it is spinning and causing havoc! Can you believe that? The weathercasters are saying this storm is one of three of the strongest storms in history to breach an American coastline.

I went through Hurricane Irma last year and that experience is still fresh in my mind. And as a Floridian since 2002, I’ve ridden through a few hurricanes and tropical storms since I moved here.

Some people have asked me why I would choose to live in such a dangerous place. I’ve actually thought about the answer to that question and have decided there really isn’t a place I’d want to live that is any safer, these days, anyway. I grew up in NJ. There’s snow there and hurricanes too. I’ve lived in Indiana where there are ticks in the grass. Ewww! I know, poor excuse. Montana got down to 50 degrees-below-zero the first winter I spent there and I vividly remember a storm that produced baseball sized hail right after I planted hollyhocks. Grrrr! I lived a couple of places in Texas where I had to deal with scorpions in one place and pigeon mites in another. Alabama was pretty safe except I moved from there to be closer to my son as I grew older.

My conclusion is every place will have advantages and disadvantages and now that I’m here, I’m stayin! I like the warmer weather until summer hits and I’m truly blessed to have a neighbor behind me who has a hurricane-safe-rated house. So, last year, during Irma, I sat securely in her house keeping an eye open on my house. Everything turned out okay and the only thing I lost was a wonderful old backyard hedge, which I replaced with a vinyl fence.

My friends I was worried about, I’m still worried about because I’ve gotten word they have lost power. So, at this point, my action calls for heavy prayer, but actually, that’s the action I started out with and it usually works the best. Please help me pray? I’d appreciate it!

Update: It’s Thursday the 11th and I heard late last night that my friends are safe. Thank goodness. I’m continuing to pray for all those others who have gone through this monstrous storm, and I also pray that Hurricane Michael will hurry out of the U.S. so we can start the healing process.

 

Coco Ihle is the author of SHE HAD TO KNOW, an atmospheric traditional mystery set mainly in Scotland. Join her here each 11th of the month.

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6 responses to “Hurry-Cane Michael

  1. bob Wagner

    Prayers are part of the answer – probably the only thing one can do now, BUT for our (the planet’s) future, Prayers won’t fix global warming. As a nation we need to re-engage with our global neighbors and embrace all protocols to limit greenhouse and other emissions.

    • Thank you, Bob, for your comment. Let’s hope progress in your mentioned solution will be possible. As with endangered animals, sometimes people’s motives squash change. Only time and effort will tell.

  2. Susan Coggins

    Praying for so many storm victims. The photos on tv are unbelievable. Glad you were ok and just got a few bands of wind and rain. Nothing occurred on our coast, thankful.

    • Yes, Susan, We are just beginning to see the devastation Michael has caused. The coming weeks will reveal so much. The panhandle will never be the same. It’s so sad.

  3. Pat Gordon

    Coco, your prayers indeed helped rescuers save an elderly woman from dying. It took them a very long time to cut through brush to reach her.
    Pat

    • Pat, thank you, but I think there were hundreds of people praying for the people in the Panhandle of Florida and then for people in Georgia and South and North Carolina. And there are heroes everywhere coming to help those in need. We are not so divided now. Praise God.

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