It has been a year since Hurricane Irma hit Florida, and when I think back on it I still get chills remembering the dread I felt as the storm headed my way. We were fortunate, extremely fortunate, considering that just 24 hours before the storm hit, the Tampa area where I live was right in the bullseye of the projected path and forecasters predicted it might still be at CAT-4 strength when it hit.
I remember trying to sound calm and reassure out of state family members who were calling, but in all honesty, I was scared. And the reason I was scared is because we were trapped, and that is not a comforting feeling when a monster is heading your way and there is nothing you can do but hunker down and hope for the best. Callers were saying "Get out. Evacuate". But what they didn't understand was that, as Mother Nature so often does, she dealt us a hand that was unexpected and unlike anything forecasters had ever experienced in handling a hurricane. It was one of those "perfect storms" that sound like a cliche unless you are someone who has experienced one.
I won't get into details about Irma, but I wanted to emphasize the point of being trapped because it came to mind while I was reading of the New Englanders experience with the Hurricane of 38.
I'm always having friendly debates with family and friends in California where I grew up about what is worse; earthquakes or hurricanes (being a native Californian, I have experienced my share of earthquakes, so I've been on both sides of the fence). They've asked me how I could live in Florida with all the hurricanes coming our way, and I always counter with saying that earthquakes are worse because you can't see them coming, but you can always see a hurricane coming. Well, I have to give them the nod, this time, because even though we saw Irma coming, because of the way she came, we had nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.
I know there are people who would say you should have just evacuated when you knew it was going to hit you. But it wasn't that simple. Because it was a given that the hurricane was going to make land-fall somewhere between Miami and The Keys, as early as a week or more before the storm, masses of people from south Florida began to evacuate, and they only had one way to go; north. Cars began to stall in the mad rush, vehicles ran out of fuel, and before you knew it, the roads out of town were blocked. So, now here comes Irma, her cross-hairs are right over Tampa, and guess what we are hearing on broadcast TV? Find shelter, go to an emergency shelter if needed, go to high ground, and whatever you do, DO NOT TRY TO GET OUT ON THE ROADS. We were warned that there was a high probability that we would be trapped on the road if we tried to get out and that because of the storm surge that was predicted there was a real danger of drowning. (by the way, to give you a better visual, I live on a peninsula where I have The Gulf of Mexico on one side and Tampa Bay on the other. I am surrounded by water) So, a few family members who lived too close to the beach came to my house and the Wife and I boarded up the windows and pulled everything into the house and garage that could be sent sailing through the air. We sat, watching the storm on TV as long as we could, knowing that the power would be going out (and it did). Was I scared? Hell yeah. There's nothing like sitting in the dark and hearing the wind, muffled because of the boarded windows but still sounding like a freight train at times, and hearing shit bang against your house.
Well, even though I was worried, hoping the big trees around the house wouldn't come down, hoping the roof would stay on, I actually received a little relief before the power went out. As the storm hit The Keys and started northward, it shifted slightly toward the east and it was also dying down faster than predicted. The storm still hit us but because it wasn't a direct hit we were only in the CAT1 range. There was minimal damage to my property; tree limbs, fence, roof shingles, but the biggest thing is that no one was hurt.
Hurricane Irma devastated most of the Florida Keys and much of South Florida. And there was loss of life. I was fortunate, I didn't nearly suffer as much as those Floridians and those in the Hurricane of 38, but I know the feeling of realizing that something is coming at me and not being able to do a damn thing about it but grit my teeth and be prepared to hold on for dear life. I know the feeling of being trapped.
Remembering that feeling was what kept coming back to me when I read this account. Those folks were trapped. It happened in a different way and for different reasons but they were trapped nevertheless. Unfortunately, that was an era when they did not have the warning systems, the tracking systems, that we now have. The folks there were trapped by the unexpected. Reminiscent of the tsunami's in 2004 and 2011, the storm surge from the 1938 hurricane hit New England so fast that without warning, the ocean rose up like a tidal wave, and before onlookers could climb stairs or jump in cars to flee, they were washed away and many drowned. Houses were picked up off their foundations and carried away or completely demolished. Babies were ripped from their mothers arms, and the wind and currents were so fierce that most of the survivors were either nude or partially nude in the aftermath. There was one account where parents came to pick up children where a school bus dropped them off and as they watched, a wave rose up and washed the children away.
There had been warnings in Florida and the Carolinas, but because of primitive technology and lack of experience, all the professional forecasters assumed the storm would turn east and die out as they always did. As with Irma and many other of Mother Natures surprises, the 38 monster continued on course and slammed into New England. Because of no warning, by the time anyone realized what was hitting them, they were trapped. The death toll for the 38 Hurricane was over 600 people and it is considered one of the top ten worst hurricanes in US history.
Obviously, this book had more meaning for someone like myself who has experienced a hurricane, and for an outside reader I will say it still has some heart wrenching moments and gives a thorough description of the forecasting system that was in place at that time. The introduction to some of the people involved and some of the victims was a little slow at times but overall this was an informative and powerful book.
And last but not least... I'll still take the hurricanes over the earthquakes.