Greg managed to get into work that morning but coming home was more challenging. I recall the wind whipping violently and Mark going out into the yard to check it out. He came running back in because he heard a loud crack at the same time that the lights went out in the house. He had seen a large tree bring down power lines. There it was 3 kids, us, a dog, a well and septic tank in the worst storm ever and no power. We all went to bed early that night and the next day woke up as pioneers. We had a little camp stove and began the task of melting snow so that we could raise the water levels in the toilets to flush them. It seemed like the day was spent doing survival tasks. By the afternoon Greg had had enough and we piled into the minivan and headed to Sam's Club. We bought a generator. We now felt like we were living in luxuary as we could hook up the microwave, a small heater and a tv to see what was happening in the world. In the end we had several feet of heavy snow and were without power for 28 hours.
I'm very happy to report this April 1st is of a more traditional nature.
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