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I was a kid in SE Texas when Hurricane Carla showed her ugly face. A big limb from the crabapple tree in the backyard came through our living room ceiling. Wheeee! Dad (god bless 'im) got up on the roof with a tarp and tried to cover the hole/limb the best he could, just to keep the pounding rain out of the house. Didn't help much, but I have a very vivid and lasting memory of that day, and I was only 3.
Another memory from a later hurricane (Betsy?) . . . riding my bike through the flooded neighborhood streets, hitting a submerged something, and taking a face-first header into the water.
Ah. Good times, good times.
As for new names - why do they have to have people names? Why can't we start using names like Devil Dog, Big Mammajamma, or Get Out While You Can! ?
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