Those of you who follow me on Facebook know that this spring, while we were in Europe, my parents were flooded out of their home. It was a very scary experience for them – they got out of the house with only 15 minutes to spare before seven feet of water and mud destroyed the house. Thankfully they escaped unhurt and over the months have received such love and support from their community.
This month hubby, my sister and I flew back to check on them and to see the damage for ourselves. Just for reference, here is the house three years ago.
And here it is now:
Not a lot of difference from the outside, other than one missing post on the porch. But here is the inside – one taken right after the flood and the others while we were there.
Here you can see the mud line on the curtains – that's how high the water came!
This picture is of my parents with the man who saved their lives by banging on their door and telling them to get out immediately!
Fortunately, they have been able to move into a nice little duplex in the next town, near their friends, their church and shopping. They will never go back to the house, but will put it on the market as is. The town of Thomasville, never thriving to begin with, is decimated with only about 14 or so people left. This was the town where I was born and always the "home" we went back to when my Dad was in the Navy. It was so sad to wander through the town and know that I will never be back to stay. I'm sure we'll stop by on our visits just to see if anyone's moving back, but this was really a "Goodbye" to the town as we knew it. So many happy memories of growing up there, visiting my grandparents and parents and taking my children there.
Since we got back, I've really had a hard time focusing and settling down to any kind of routine. I've hardly touched anything in my sewing room, but I have managed to plunk myself down in my recliner and knit at night. That seems to be just mindless enough to not take a lot of energy. I do seem to have lots of shawls that are finished except for blocking, so this morning I decided to start making a dent. First up, Taygete by Romi Hill in Seahawk colors.
If you look at the number of T-pins involved in blocking it , you can see how I might put that part of the project off for a bit!
And – birthday socks for a certain relative who is having a birthday soon. Not to name any names, but it's a big one with a 0 at the end (the birthday, not the relative!)
These are BFF Socks by Cookie A. I do love her patterns, but sizing can be an issue. It is beyond me how anyone could be expected to get 10 stitches to the inch without using toothpicks for needles. Fortunately this pattern comes in multiple sizes so it can be adjusted.
And - Pisac by Jennifer Weissman. This really was comfort knitting at its finest.
Maybe this week I'll get a little more motivated and have more to show. Until then, I need to go get ready for the hoards of Trick or Treaters we get – only 2 in 30 years of living here! But we always buy candy just in case. Never hurts to be prepared, right??
6 thoughts on “Goodbye Thomasville”
How very sad and scary for your parents, and for you. What caused the flood?
Thank goodness for comfort knitting.
Good to see you are back posting, but so sorry to hear about your folks. Glad though that they survived! Was that flooding from one of the recent hurricanes? Hugs. Glad also that you’re back to knitting again.
I can’t imagine what your parents went through! My brother and family had 36″ of water in their home during Ivan and it rattled us to the core.
Thank God for the person who came to rescue them and that they are safe. Parents are precious.
Glad your folks are okay. Things can be replaced, but people, not so much!
Lovely knitting – especially those shawls. I hadn’t seen Pisac before – thanks for the link!
That is really sad and scary about your folks.
I love your Seahawks shawl!
Thankfully they are safe.So traumatic for all of you, but what a beautiful little stone house with wonderful memories.