Old TexMex
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For those that’re interested:
This little island town is slowly, steadily digging its way out. The gigantic pile of debris (8 stories high at one point) is only 2 stories high now, most of the debris on the sides of the streets are gone. Some 25 or 30 houses scheduled for demolition are being brought down.
There is very little traffic, and pre dawn I’m reminded of my childhood here when it was silent, except for the sound of the surf, and the thumping of a ship passing across the bar, lately accompanied by a fog horn.
Work crews, construction/remodelers and roofers have taken up most all of the available accommodation, but the winter visitors have shown up (in small numbers) fleeing the northern cold. Their RVs taking up position along with those families who have been supplied with temporary mobile homes by FEMA and numerous generous donors from all over the country.
The beach is pristine, and vacant, other than the few “Winter Texans” picking up seashells, walking their dogs or surf fishing for the big redfish (banner year for that).
We still only have a few restaurants open, the little gun shop/outfitter is open, two gas stations, one fuel dock in the harbor. The hardware store is operating out of three pods and a truck, their building gutted, but under repairs. The grocery store is back in operation and a few of the watering holes are open.
Many homeowners are just beginning to get their insurance checks, so the reconstruction of their houses are in early stages.
This little community has been reduced to the true hard core, and that’s not a bad thing, really. Islanders are a tough lot.
There will be a lot of changes, new town - new rules. Hopefully this little storm will remind people that there’s only so much room on an island, and there’s only so much high ground.
Not much in the way of Christmas decoration, but I’m certain there will be a whole lot of visiting amongst the native and “locals” families during this time. The show of generosity, compassion and empathy is truly moving, even for an old hardass
like me.
So thank you all for your thoughts and prayers, and donations from some members here. I know we’re not the only ones battling natural disaster (I just saw an aerial video of my one time home in Rincon vally, California)
Merry Christmas folks, God bless y’all, from the Island outpost of the Wild Horse Desert. Keep smilin’.
Your amigo,
Jim
This little island town is slowly, steadily digging its way out. The gigantic pile of debris (8 stories high at one point) is only 2 stories high now, most of the debris on the sides of the streets are gone. Some 25 or 30 houses scheduled for demolition are being brought down.
There is very little traffic, and pre dawn I’m reminded of my childhood here when it was silent, except for the sound of the surf, and the thumping of a ship passing across the bar, lately accompanied by a fog horn.
Work crews, construction/remodelers and roofers have taken up most all of the available accommodation, but the winter visitors have shown up (in small numbers) fleeing the northern cold. Their RVs taking up position along with those families who have been supplied with temporary mobile homes by FEMA and numerous generous donors from all over the country.
The beach is pristine, and vacant, other than the few “Winter Texans” picking up seashells, walking their dogs or surf fishing for the big redfish (banner year for that).
We still only have a few restaurants open, the little gun shop/outfitter is open, two gas stations, one fuel dock in the harbor. The hardware store is operating out of three pods and a truck, their building gutted, but under repairs. The grocery store is back in operation and a few of the watering holes are open.
Many homeowners are just beginning to get their insurance checks, so the reconstruction of their houses are in early stages.
This little community has been reduced to the true hard core, and that’s not a bad thing, really. Islanders are a tough lot.
There will be a lot of changes, new town - new rules. Hopefully this little storm will remind people that there’s only so much room on an island, and there’s only so much high ground.
Not much in the way of Christmas decoration, but I’m certain there will be a whole lot of visiting amongst the native and “locals” families during this time. The show of generosity, compassion and empathy is truly moving, even for an old hardass
like me.
So thank you all for your thoughts and prayers, and donations from some members here. I know we’re not the only ones battling natural disaster (I just saw an aerial video of my one time home in Rincon vally, California)
Merry Christmas folks, God bless y’all, from the Island outpost of the Wild Horse Desert. Keep smilin’.
Your amigo,
Jim
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