Some Post-Rita Thoughts

We are far enough inland that we rarely have to tangle with hurricanes. Katrina showed that they can truly do some damage as they move inland -- Jackson MS is only about three hours to the east of us. There was plenty of Katrina left over after New Orleans to deal some pain in Jackson and northward.

This weekend was our turn. Like everyone, we frequently looked at the projected storm track on the internet, watched the developing land fall on TV and all.

The winds were gusty Friday afternoon and you could go out and observe the sweep of the outer bands of Rita overhead. Saturday morning we woke to even stonger winds and rain. I was the "on call" person for our network and desktop group. This includes the email servers. I got a call that our mail gateway was not responding at about 8:30 a.m. After attempting to revive it remotely, I got in the car to make the 30 minute drive to the office.

That was a drive through gusty wind and sometimes torrential rain. I got the problem resolved and headed home. About noon, I got a call from a retail division guy who was headed to South Texas to clean up our retail stores after the hurricane. He was leaving Sunday morning and had some crippling issues with his laptop. I agreed to meet him at the office at 3:oo p.m.

I had promised Cindy that I would grill her a steak, so I rolled out the gas grill and fired it up under our back patio cover. At 1:00 p.m., the power went out. Given the deteriorating weather conditions, it was hard to know how long we would have to deal with it. We opened as many windows as we could and let the moist breeze blow through the house. Not so bad at that time.

I made the trip to the office again at 3:00 p.m. and after doing my duty there, I went to pick up some "no preparation needed" edibles, batteries and other things that we might need if the power was off any length of time. By the time I finished shopping it was getting pretty harsh. I made it home safely and we settled in for a candelight evening. We called the energy company numerous time through the evening in hopes that we would get power restored, but the recording said there was widespread damage and no estimate as to how soon. The cool moist wind made sleeping fairly easy through the night. We got about 4.5" of rain Saturday.

Sunday was a lot less "fun". It was warmer, much more humid and not any significant wind. I went to the local store and bought bags of ice to try to keep the freezer and refrigerator cold. We went to church in the country -- also without electricity. I bought more ice, but we seemed to be fighting a losing battle. My brother-in-law loaned us a spare generator, but we couldn't get it to work properly, so we had to empty our fridge and freezer and take the stuff to their home -- which was being entirely powered by generator.

Through all this, it was a hot, humid, sweaty mess. This was definitely no fun. I was beginning to empathize much more with those souls in New Orleans who went for days before getting help. I found that I am not a very good sufferer. You can think about it, talk about it and all. Until you have a situation to test the mettle of your character, you really don't know.

Thank God, at 5:00 p.m. Sunday -- 28 hours after it went off -- the power was restored. I hope I learned some valuable things through it all.