A little over a week ago, I started a summer vacation to be spent with family - brother, sister, cousins, and my dear Aunt Ginny and Uncle Allan. Friday I drove to Pat and Pudge's where we had a delicious dinner outside on the patio, followed by a drive to North St. Paul to view the classics cars on Main Street. This was really fun – saw many beautiful, restored cars. When the skies turned stormy looking and it began to sprinkle, we dashed to the van and drove home—heavy rain falling before reaching our destination. Once inside the house, we turned on the TV to check out the weather radar, got a quick glimpse of a big storm system over us, and then the power went out. Pat has no shortage of candles! After she and Pudge had lit many of them, Pudge went off to bed. Minutes later, I heard a knock at the door. The neighbor across the street had come to announce the streets were flooding! We dashed upstairs to have a look. Our cars were standing in water over my ankles, and rising! Checking the back yard, water was approaching the patio. This was a huge scare, bringing back the horrible flood memories of 2011, when Aunt Liz's lower level was flooded up to one's knees. Pudge made a phone call, and the village engineer said he would come over right away. With Pudge and the neighbor holding flashlights, the engineer was able to remove logs, branches and sticks from the opening of the drainage area of the creek that runs behind their home and the water began receding. 30 minutes or so later, power was restored. This was one event I would rather not repeat!
Saturday morning Pat and I drove to Rochester to pick up Janet and Jerry. We were on our way to northern Indiana to gather with our dear extended family. Once we were checked into our hotel, we went to Aunt Ginny and Uncle Allan's home. It was fun their son, John, was there, too.
John and Uncle Allan
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