Tuesday, September 21, 2004
We are back home. Driving down the first thing we noticed that was odd was the way the signs were all bent and broken off and sitting at odd angles. Some pretty hefty highway signs on I-95 were broken off and they were mounted on large metal beams. Billboards were just skeletons since the signage had long departed for areas unknown. We have power and our fence has been blown down. My neighbor and good friend stacked it neatly by the house. My garage door looked like a first grade art project with leaves flattened all over it in a strangely attractive pattern. I erased the art work with my hose. We removed the shutters from two doors and one window to let some light in. There are huge piles of dead vegetation and debris still waiting for pickup on all of the streets.