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It doesn’t help that we’re just days away from the three-year anniversary of Katrina. But the truth is, no one with hurricane-induced posttraumatic stress syndrome should send their youngest child to college in Florida.
Fay isn’t a hurricane yet, but they expect it to turn into one before it comes ashore. The path has been vibrating back and forth across the western coast of Florida, with landfall expected close enough to my daughter’s college that they’re ordering an evacuation. That means they close the campus, and where the students go and how they get there is up to them.
“Keep yourself safe,” I tell my daughter in one of the thousand phone calls I’ve made to Florida in the last 48 hours.
Her response is predictable. “I can’t believe you said that. It’s just a little Category 1. I went through Katrina, remember?”
Like I could possibly have forgotten? I say, “It’s not the hurricane I’m worried about; it’s the evacuation traffic.”
“Oh. I’ll be careful.”
But I lied, of course. I am worried about the evacuation traffic, but I’m also worried about falling trees and rampaging storm surges and roving lawless gangs and all the other nasties that come with hurricanes.
I’m really great at worrying. Unfortunately, from here, it’s all I can do.
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3 comments:
The problem with the "category" thing is that it's actually fairly meaningless. Any windstorm can be dangerous under the right circumstances. I guess that doesn't help calm you down any. I'm sure she'll be fine though. The Floridians have learned from their past interactions with hurricanes.
The path seems to have shifted east again, running up the peninsula and not strengthening beyond a tropical storm. But they still evacuated the school!
Let us know when she's all right, hear?
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