At 6am, just before the alarm was supposed to go off, we heard a "WHOOMPH" and a crash. It sounded like an explosion. Andrew got dressed really quickly and ran downstairs to look around, and of course I got the "stay in the house!" from him. He's really good at that authoritative voice when he knows I'm about to run outside and do something ridiculous.
Turns out a guy in a very small Nissan truck knocked over THREE power poles and into the building next door. It was a giant mess. There were live wires everywhere, glass ALL over everything and a truck in a building. Luckily, the poles fell sideways and didn't fall on the house. It would have been an even bigger mess trying to tell Jesse...the police and ambulance and power guys are still out there trying to figure out how to get the poles moved out and rebuilt. Andrew let me go out once he checked on the guy, who seemed to be just fine. Whew! I should get some pictures. Then again, that would probably be rude. (And my windows are in the wrong place...) Well, at least everyone is safe. Now it's just a matter of getting the power lines back up. Surprisingly, our power is still just fine! I have no idea how.
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Sounds like fun times up the hill!
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