First there was Fickle Fay - who slow-danced her way up Florida, raining like Billy-be-Damned - and did zippo (comparitively) to us here in SouthEast Jawja. Some of our folks who lived near rivers, who weren't required to get flood insurance, are having a very rough time indeed. But the monster floods that we might have had didn't happen.
Now Horrible Hanna is churning her way up to the Carolinas, bypassing Jawja entirely. Hard, very hard on the Carolinas - but here in Jawja we be counting our blessings.
The projected track for Itchy Ike puts him out into the Gulf of Mexico. Presuming that happens, no one has a clue as to what he'll do next. Ike has been up to a Cat 4 in strength, and if he gets into the Gulf, he could turn back into one of those monster storms again, and go to who knows where?
We've got our supplies in. We're ready to ride it out if we can. We're ready to run if we have to. And we're ready to help out as we can.
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