What you leave behind
This time last week I was busy packing up everything I needed to evacuate for Hurricane Irma. My mom, two neighbors and I were leaving the coast of Florida and heading inland to hopefully avoid the worst of it and to get out of our house in the flood zone. Filling the car with people, groceries, bedding and whatever else you may need for an undetermined amount of time and leaving is scary stuff. This was my first serious hurricane experience. I am a New Yorker, we buy bread and milk and wait for the plow. We stored important documents, photos and sentimental things up high. I took all my genealogy folders, books and files and put them in plastic storage boxes lined with garbage bags and placed them on top of my bed. I covered them with more garbage bags and blankets. It broke my heart a little to leave them behind, but under these circumstances this was the best I could do. I said a prayer and drove to safety. The predictions changed m...