This is the story of Pam and John; she in her early 50’s and John is 62. Pam is a college professor. John taught at a local community college until diagnosed with Parkinson’s in March 2008, then Lewy Body Dementia in April.


Tuesday, August 26, 2008

wild day

I helped carry my daughter's things to her room at school, then headed for the airport. When I got to the airport, I learned that the air traffic control system for the entire nation had crashed. At one point I heard the backup system could handle one flight out of three. I don't know if they got the main system back up again, but my flight left more or less on time despite weather problems at our destination airport, Charlotte. Now I'm waiting for my second flight, which was listed as on time until departure time passed and now is listed as an hour late.

I called John to report that it looked like I might be lucky and get home, and he was having dinner with friends. A tornado touched down within a block of our house, as best I can figure out, and the power is out. He wasn't aware of any damage. He called the friends to see if they had power and they invited him to dinner. The people in my building at work were told to go to the basement twice this afternoon because of tornados.

Update: I got home around 11:30 pm and counted myself lucky. And our power was already back on.

1 comment:

Stella said...

When did you finally get home?