“Restored” at last by AEP. Last Sunday we were at Bob Evans when the storm hit and our power went out. On our way out to dinner, (a ritual this week), we Joked saying that maybe if we went to Bob Evans again we would get our electricity back. Just then we saw an AEP truck headed back toward our neightborhood. My wife asked if we could turn around to catch them. No, I said we need to get to Bob Evans. Then we even saw some more AEP trucks. On the way home from Bob Evans we took the long way around the neighborhood and sure enough all the AEP trucks were working in our neighborhood, I even cheered them on as we went by, yes my wife was driving. It started to get too dark for the kids to play and the mosquitoes started to bite. We all began to go into our homes. Not 15 minutes inside the neighborhood lit up and erupted with screams of joy! You could almost here the washing machines start in unison and the vaccum cleaners begin to hum.
Couple things that struck me. First, I didn’t miss tv at all, and I am proud of that fact. Second, it was nice to be out more in the neighborhood than we are used to and to see out neighbors outside more and to talk more with them and help them, especially when their trampoline goes rolling through our yard
You know the story we all get wrapped up in out day-to-day schedule and so it goes. This week was really different. I guess struggle brings people together in certain ways, and that’s part of the good that comes out of this kind of situation. Which brings me to a third thought that kept coming back to me through the week. It could be so much worse. I received an email from a fellow photographer whose brother’s life-long dream, an art studio, was ripped away by the storm down in Texas. That’s just one story out of thousands. We are so fortunate. It was in the news this week, people were complaining AEP did not get the power back quick enough. I personally praise AEP for working hard all week. Now it’s time for another load.
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