A night with Hurricane Milton
Winds of change . . . Leave it to a hurricane to boot me out of my doldrums and make me write again. Well, it’s actually my scorecard from the night Hurricane Milton roared past us. My lovely and brave wife Amy and I hunkered down in a safe house we rented in Palm Harbor, Fla. Only a few miles away from home, it was about 50 feet higher in elevation, so we’d have no storm surge issues there. Radar imagery of Milton; the blue dot shows our location. Our comfortable home in the Daventry Square neighborhood was in a mandatory evacuation zone, so with our dog Draco at our sides, off we went. When we returned, our house was undamaged for the most part. Draco surveying the scene from the rental house. It looks calm out there, but conditions were going to get much worse. So, if you like, please come along and "enjoy" Milton with us! And don't forget about our hurricane experiences as told in the Washington (Pa.) Observer-Reporter! My scorecard: Oct. 11, 2024 Got an extreme wi