No traffic out there. Great time to evacuate, people.
As one reporter pointed out last night, the storm surge is going to arrive tonight in the dark, after power has failed. And as I put it, your current opinion of the foolishness of evacuating is going to be pretty damned cold comfort, when you’re standing in chest deep water, trying to shove granny on the roof in 95mph winds (and waves). Hint: it ain’t happening. You’re toast.
Personally, I’d like to urge the folks in Zones Coastal and A who chose to remain behind to follow these instructions:
Instead of relying on a “Good Samaritan” policy – the fantasy in New Orleans that everyone would take care of the neighbors – the Virginia rescue workers go door to door. If people resist the plea to leave, Mr. Judkins told The Daily Press in Newport News, rescue workers give them Magic Markers and ask them to write their Social Security numbers on their body parts so they can be identified.
“It’s cold, but it’s effective,” Mr. Judkins explained.
I hear hammers. Someone else is boarding up. Not like I can look out my window to see who…
Yeah, several cousins and an aunt have migrated up here to DFW. I’m a bit worried about mum and pop, however. They’d leave, but mum has to work (she does alarm monitoring).
Of course, she works in a small one story building in Baytown… lovely. I gently suggested that she tell them to get lost, but she declined.
On the other hand, my sister lives in Bay City which for a while looked to take the brunt. The nursing home she worked for sat on their thumbs, waiting for their corporate offices to tell them to evacuate. Apparently nobody thought to take the initiative to decide, or to call, themselves.
So now they want her to be there for 12+ hour shifts during the storm. Did I mention she is 8 1/2 months pregnant? She, at least, told them where they could go…