Flooding
We got a touch of rain in Ohio when I was home a few weeks ago, if nine inches in one day counts as a “touch.”
We got a touch of water in the basement, if three feet counts as a “touch.”
I would have taken more pictures, but figured I would be the guy who dropped his camera into the water in the attempt.
My mom called today to say that the washer and dryer have been declared officially kaput as a result of all this. She said she would report our estimated damage to FEMA so that they can get an accurate assessment of the flood impact countywide, but she wouldn’t apply for any aid: “There are people who need the money more than I do.”
I’m a big fan of my mom. Not sure how I lucked out enough to get born into this family.