Sorry I have been way out of touch on here. I have posted pictures of the river we live on several times. It is beautiful country and we love it. JKust the other day I saw two pairs of wood ducks flying the river and a pile of squealers. That does not mean hard times can't happen. In what seemed like an instant we got hit. To save a long story the river came up 12 inches per hour. At 5 AM last Tuesday I realized it wasn't going to stop and it was time to evacuate. We got my mother in law up and waded her out of the house. Julie and I worked thought the morning as the water was rising. I did stop for a coffee.
I didn't get pictures until it started receding. The water was about 8 to 10 inches higher than in this picture.
The inportant thing here is not the flood. Police are a different animal. We are a bunch of type A personalities. We can be angry at each other, not talk to each other for 2 years and stay mad. But when one of us is in trouble, my brothers put that other stuff aside and will defend the other with all he has. I called the president of the association and told him I was in trouble. A small army of near 100 people showed up at my house last Saturday. In the mix was a back hoe to dig a big hole to burn furniture and debris and a skid steer with an 8 foot bucket. Hammers in hand they gutted my entire house, all walls, insulation and 1900 square feet of tiles were busted out. My house is studs and bricks now. I am fairly hard headed. I even argue with myself about being right or wrong. This was a life changing event. I was trying to be a nicer person before. It seems now I really have no option.
Sorry I don't know how to upright the video.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q2sjuUqH47Q