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When it rains, it pours

August 15, 2008 - Cindy Votruba
The sky was looking pretty ominous Wednesday afternoon around 3:30 p.m. I was downtown gathering a little information for the MAFAC arts center 10th anniversary story I’m doing. I thought I’d be nice for the volunteer working the desk at the center and get her her umbrella in her car. She was parked just outside the back door of the office building that houses Greig-Gregerson, Shiatsu Massage, etc. When I entered the building, it wasn’t raining. I just walk down the hall and all of a sudden, a deluge dumps from the sky. I’d describe the rain as torrential. I stayed in the volunteer’s car for a little bit. Then I opened her umbrella to walk across the street. My rayon pants were soaked and sticking to my legs. My feet were cold and wet in my little white dress socks. I thought I’d wait it out a little at the arts center. It didn’t look like it was letting up, so I get a garbage bag, drape it a bit over my head and walk to my Jeep, which was parked in front of the post office.

When I got back to the Independent, the county was in a tornado warning. Little sand-like hail was falling. The storm was only so far away. We’re all vigilantly listening to the scanner, noting any storm-related items. High intensity winds are reported in Ghent. Rotation is spotted. Russell and Balaton are also announced in the storm’s path. I take some photos of standing water. All this lasted about an hour. Then the clouds started breaking up. The sun was shining by that evening. It’s like the calm after the storm instead of before.


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