I was on my way to the neighborhood of someone people from our school community but was stopped at this blocked roadway.
My hope of finding another neighborhood of community friends ended in a U-turn after I heard by phone there’d been a stalling of efforts from lack of sand. I pulled over to take a few shots of the side of the road…now one with the river.
Made my way up University Drive to check another neighborhood, but was stopped by military…
Across 32nd to 25th, waiting on sandbagging truck…
Sandbags anyone?
Realizing even if I was able to catch a bus ride to a sandbagging site, I didn’t have proper attire (boots) or equipment (shovel), I retreated northward, meeting up with my neighbor and our sons at DQ, resigned that the best help I can offer right now is at home.
Here we are, back where we started…
Time to throw the porkchops in the Crockpot and take up the mission of dragging lower level items to the top level. And of course, sticking near the TV and/or radio.
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