Archive for April 8th, 2006

Not Your Typical Saturday

I got a phone call this afternoon from #2’s teacher. She was calling every student to make sure all was well and everyone intact. Unfortunately, not everyone in his class got through yesterday as easy as we did. Two children are without homes. A lady that I sing in the church choir with lost her home. I guess she lives about a mile from me.

I feel almost guilty that our biggest inconvenience was going a little over 24 hours without the internet or cable when lots of people close by are trying to figure out what to do next. People all over our city and county doing the same thing Diana and Bill did today; salvaging what they could, packing it into a quickly rented truck…some facing planning funerals.

I slept til 9:00, had my coffee, took my daughter to a friend’s house, went to choir practice and to Wal Mart.

Yeah, I feel guilty.

Tornado Warning

I will tell the whole tale of the day later…we have no internet at home still and my nerves have still not settled down.

Bottom line…tornado came by the Smiff House. Thank goodness we have no damage. It moved on up the road apiece and touched down right by Knox Doss Middle School, where the older two kids go. #1 Son heard it but didn’t see it since they corralled all the kids in bathrooms and the other “safe places.” The area around the school, from what I hear is trashed. William Lee Golden (Oak Ridge Boys long, bearded guy) lives about 1/4 mile from the middle school and his gorgeous home is destroyed as are a bunch of others close by. Some of my kids classmates are homeless.

I never was able to get the kids from school and thank goodness Tammy and Lisa (mom’s of the kids friends) took them home with them. I was sitting in the line of traffic to Gallatin. (Knox Doss and Station Camp schools are technically in Gallatin). #2 Son was finally picked up about 6:15 and he seemed pretty oblivious to the days events. Like it’s not unusual to still be at school until 6. I asked him what they did all that time and he said they watched a movie but he got in trouble for bugging some kid and had to go to the office. That’s my boy.

Got home at 8 and just as I pulled in, the power came on. Mr. Smiff is on the road and missed the whole ordeal.

I still can’t bear the thought of the “what ifs” of yesterday…a few hundred yards more and Knox Doss and Station Camp could’ve had a direct hit. Scary stuff.

I’ll tell more later. I need a drink.