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Posted at 2:31 AM
Today is a very sad day – about five hours ago my Grandmother moved on to her fun and games as she called death. She had another two or three strokes in the last 24 hours and she finally allowed her doctor to tell her family she had a tumor in her brain. There was nothing they could do. As Grandma said, she’s had more fun then most 80 year old virgins and it was time to move on.
She got her best friend in the world into the ground and now she was tired and it was her turn.
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here-> Moms got to the hospital about noon today. Mom and her mom talked for hours. And then I was given a letter that Grandma had written almost 10 years ago when I bitched about her giving me a lame birthday present.
When I read it I laughed and cried – felt proud and ashamed and realized that too many times in my life I had failed to get to know those people really close to me.
I did it with Pops and with momtoo and now I’ll be damned if I have not done it with Grannie. One of these days I will learn.
Two wonderful things happened today that I hope I will never forget. First, no matter what the situation, family and friends always come first. Second, never forget your family and friends and you’ll never need anything or anyone else.
Grannie’s nurse called two emergency numbers that Grannie had given her the first day she moved in. Grannie was still thinking to the end – I bet she could have lasted several more years – she just hated being a burden. Pops got Moms at noon at the airport. Everyone else, Annie, BBs, Lisa, DenI, Jeni, William, Cindy, Captain and yes, even Stubby arrived about three.
Cheese and his wife got here with many of the river people about 4. By 6 there were over 100 people here to say goodbye. Many of them may have only met her once but she was something else. She spent the last three or four summers at the cabin full time and made lots of friends.
At 1002 pm after she had said hi (and bye) to everyone she typed with one hand to mom that it did not hurt any more and that she loved her.
At 1003 the doctor declared her dead. At 1004 a stranger that I vaguely remembered from years ago came up to me and shook my hand and asked me to read a letter. He was Grandma’s lawyer and the letter informed me that since I had been so disappointed in my Grandmother on my 12th birthday, Grandma did not want me to be disappointed again so I was in charge of everything.
And she meant Everything. The only thing I don’t get to decide is if I should put her dildo in the casket with her. She actually wants two.
The doctor was going to give mom a sedative when she laughed out loud and could not stop laughing five minutes after her mother died.
As it turns out, the lawyer has lots of good ideas he has picked up along the way. Mom has a couple of good ideas and one of Grannie’s closest friends is the best planner I have ever seen.
We’ll have visitation Sat, and then get her home to the farm she was born in Indiana (if it has not floated away) and bury her on Tuesday.
We didn’t know it but Stubby and Grannie talked on the phone at least twice a week for the last three years. She was sitting on the deck at the cabin during a bad storm when Stubby told her she scared him – he thought his mother had come back.
Grannie said they were both so drunk they both thought they had dreams. From then on they would talk on the phone and get drunk together. She gave Stubby GrandPa’s river water recipe and he made several gallons for her.
He rode his trike (which has not been licensed for years) on the back roads and delivered it to her late one night (60 miles away). Skippy did not want to leave and Grannie fell in love with the dog. They repeated the trip several times over the years. Grannie even left instructions to make sure Skippy gets at least two bones a week for the rest of his life. Stubby said every Friday and Tuesday the mailman always came to the boathouse to deliver the mail. Those were the days Skippy got his bones and Stubby got his mason jars back.
This time Grannie held her hand out when it was just Pops, Captain, William, Stubby and I. He gave her a flask and I grabbed a stack of medicine cups and we had one last toast to Grandpa. Then we toasted mutual friends and the Sun God.
Then Grannie made a sign or signal and Stubby filled all our cups and then held his up. Grannie made the sign again and we all touched cups and drank. Then a nurse came in and the flask disappeared.
Later, much later, I asked Stubby what the sign was and he told me we had toasted death. What a toast. I still get chills to think about it.
William took Stubby home – Deni rode with him. Moms and I made it home but we had to ride standing up in the back of a grain truck. All roads to the main house are flooded. Lisa came with us and the rest went to William’s place.
BBs was probably closest to Grannie since she only lived two blocks away. She’ll get her burial clothes and deliver them in the morning then we’ll all meet for lunch and make sure the plans are complete.
So we’ll be back when this is all done. It has not hit me yet. Pops just handed me my first normal drink of the night but as soon as I post this I am going to sleep.
Mom and I figure she has already won a big pot at the black jack tables and momtoo figures she has already fucked the pit boss at least once. God we are terrible – but look where we got it from.
Later when we are done crying.
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Posted at 2:49 AM
Water is every freaking where. I am sick of water. Cindy suggested we go for a swim tonight. I asked if she was freaking stupid without thinking.. We are all freaked out watching the media repeat the same crap over and over but not really telling the story.
We don’t expect to crest (reach the highest point) until next week at the earliest. Stubby took us upstream on his boat, older then I am and maybe Pops, to show why the old people were so worried.
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here-> Many of the streams that we normally ‘jump’ over when hiking are 10 feet wide and running very fast cutting new channels and screwing up the river channel.
Stubby called someone from the corps and he was there in twenty minutes and called a buoy crew and a dredge barge immediately. He asked if Stubby could go up another 20 miles but Stubby refused with us greenies on board. The corps man understood and offered to give us a ride back.
So instead of a leisurely ride on the river we found out just how bad things are probably going to get.
Several people Pops know went through a levee break early this morning on the other side of the state. The care taker at the big house put a large capacity water pump in the crawl space at the big house. He borrowed it from the stone quarry that can not work because their roads are flooded.
The pump’s first section of the trip was on a three wheeler, the second stage on a boat, the third stage on a 4-wheeler to the edge of a field and the last stage in the bucket of our caretaker’s end loader.
Pops and Dani can not get home right now. The rest of us are either on the tenth floor in hotel suites or a few are still at the cabin but have a way out if needed.
William, Jeni and Stubby are all at the cabin - actually an out building on very high ground. Stubby found out today he needs surgery. He said he’d let Moms do it before the Doctor he talked with today would touch him. He won’t tell us nor let William or Jeni tell us exactly what his problem is until he talks with Moms and Pops.
Dani was suppose to call and give me an update on Grannie but never did. Captain was in bed all day – said the shitty food here poisoned him (but the rest of us are fine).
Annie and Cindy walked to work and now Annie wants to find an apartment or condo or penthouse to rent or buy – they both says it’s the big city girl in them.
Cindy ruined a pair of hose getting dressed this morning and none of us had the right color. I reminded her she could go a half block out of her way to get them. She left early and came back with hot low fat muffins, fresh jam and preserves, orange juice, fruit and several different flavors of coffee. It was great.
Cheese called and wanted to know where to dump the sand Pops wanted. Sand? Then he explained about sandbags. I figured Pops would want it on high ground but I called Stubby and he talked to Cheese. They dumped it in the driveway so that everyone that needs it can get it.
Jeni told me about ten people were there within an hour filling bags and using them to ‘protect’ the rest of the sand. Another guy loaded his flat bed and took off to the little town upstream to distribute to whoever wanted them.
Cheese says they have done it this way for many years. Cheese keeps bringing sand as long as they need it. When it is over the bags all come back empty and Cheese hauls away the unused sand.
He told me to move the family back home – it’s going to be a month before things return to normal and that’s if we don’t get any more rain. Yeah right.
Pops left me mail tonight to keep the suites reserved for at least another two weeks and then we would decide.
So water every where. We are sitting waiting for the end. I’m sitting looking out the windows down at the river. It looks so peaceful then I see something flash on the TV and it’s a river house splitting in two and falling into the water. One of the buildings in the background on one of the tapes looks a lot like the boat house.
And I remember the new channel a normally small little stream was cutting with a maddening roar and violent water.
The other night I was worried about a tornado – Captain told me to watch for high water. It was a lot worse. I get it now.
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Posted at 4:28 AM
Hey all, it’s been a while. Will and I decided to visit our new land where they have started digging a foundation. It is about a mile from Pops cabin.
We are glad we did. We wanted to see if we had picked a good spot. As it turns out we picked a very good spot.
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here-> The foundation is 10 feet deep and so far has no standing water. The water had flooded where I was hoping for a pool so I’ve changed my mind. Our dock is fixed (whatever the hell that means), is old and is currently under water. Will says it will have to go plus he’d like a big boathouse similar to Pops in the next couple of years.
We have figured out that high land is actually low land and sometimes water travels in strange ways. We have a spot that I know is ten foot higher then the road but it is flooded. Stubby told us it was the way the sandstone and clay formed in this area.
He showed us one very low spot, in fact, it seems to me that we are under the water line which is less than thirty feet away but stubby says the clay on each side is a natural dam and keeps the road clear.
We also saw hundreds of animals. Stubby says many lose their homes so they come to higher ground. The trick is making them leave when the water goes down.
Now I get to tell the best ‘Halloween’ story of all my short life. Stubby had us follow him down to a dam. He wanted to show us how to open the gates to drain one piece of land about a mile from our new place if we ever needed to cross it.
When we arrived Stubby stood with us on top of the dam. We could see both rivers and Pops place (and ours will be visible from here when it is done) and the banker’s place. If we turned we could see Stubby’s place and another branch of the river.
While we were admiring the view I commented that it smelled different. Stubby said that was normal during a flood. Many a town’s treatment plants upriver were flooded. Many acres of land that had not seen air for hundreds of years had been washed down here along with its cargo or treasure as the case might be.
I didn’t get it. Stubby had me follow him about 200 feet down the road and he pointed out something box shaped lying in the ditch. It had a rope tied around it with flotation devices tied to the rope. The other end of the rope was tied to one of the bridge supports and to a guardrail and there was also a bright orange flag waving atop a slender pole that was attached to the box.
I didn’t get it then Will started reciting a prayer and I looked closer. The smell was ‘dead’ things and dirt that had not seen air for hundreds of years as well as rotted wood and smaller animals that had not made it. The box was a casket that had been uncovered.
Very sad but as the same time I got very frightened. Will asked what was wrong and then Stubby asked if I had ever wondered where the hell he and Skippy, (his dog with three legs, one of which is missing a foot) came from.
I said no and he said they had floated down the river and this was as far as they would ever go. I got chills and no matter how much Will hugged me I would not get warm.
Stubby taught us how to work the gates and gave us the rules on when we should and shouldn’t. He also showed us the four or five places we should inspect each morning if we ever decide to stay during a flood.
He pointed out the automatic system in place to warn the Corp of Engineers when high water has arrived and we even met one of the Corp that was doing equipment checks. He told us that internal reports indicate the area will be six inches past critical flood level by Friday and may stay that way for a week. Depends on the amount of rain.
He told Stubby, whom he has known for twenty years, that it’d last close to two weeks once it crested, so get plenty of river water and keeps the grates cleaned out.
Neither Will or I knew what that meant but we figure it was bad. As we got close to the coffer dam and guard house Stubby took a detour towards the river on a brick road we did not even know about. It ended in a circular drive next to a fallen down church.
Stubby shined his spot light on a mowed area next to the church and he told us that was the ‘unknown’ graveyard. Every flood at least one casket would show up and never be claimed. This is where it ended up.
Now I was already scared but I felt things out there tonight. Will says he did too and I do not think he is lying.
As we drove back up to the main road, Stubby’s headlight burned out and Pops old 4-wheel drive tank died less the 2 seconds later. Stubby said ‘they’ were just saying Hi. I wanted to kill him but about that time Skippy decided to stick his cold wet nose on the back of my leg and I screamed so loud that Stubby fell off his trike. Will said he almost peed his pants. They were both laughing hard with relief once I explained myself. I’m pretty sure I woke up every dog in the valley. I was surprised how many there were.
I almost decided that I did not want to live near the river but then I realized how well all the pieces fit together.
Will and I came back tonight not only to check on our property but because Stubby has to go to the doctor in big town tomorrow and Will agreed to take him. I’m going to play guard while they are gone. Pops does not know and will not know until after it is done. Sorry Pops, there are some things we can do by ourselves.
Update on Grannie – she is resting comfortably but it appears she has lost the use of her left arm and leg completely. Left hand still works – she just has to use the right hand to put it where she needs it. Dani says it also appear she has lost more of her hearing but she is not sure how much.
As we were leaving Stubby, Will asked about river water and the grates. At several places there are steel bars that have been planted at certain places. The bars are pointed up river and they catch debris coming down river to prevent the debris from washing up on the road.
Someone needs to check them and use a rake to clean them to prevent small lakes from forming. He pointed one out to Will and I that sits right near the road to the cabin. We had seen it several times and just thought it was a drain. Now we know.
River water looks so clear – clearer then bottled water – and does not have a smell but one little tiny thimble full will make your insides so warm and make all you inhibitions disappear.
Will fucked me under the street light near the driveway – he is sure Stubby could watch it all. We both have gotten into the bad habit of losing all our clothes no matter if we are inside or out.
I sure hope Stubby had a good heart. He told Will he was over 90 – we are not for sure.
I do know that 4 or 5 thimbles of river water really makes Will’s cock hard and me wetter then the river.
In fact I’ve been fucked twice while I wrote this. And just as soon as I mail it I plan on getting it one last time before falling asleep.
We have to make sure we keep plenty of river water around.
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Posted at 11:15 PM
Hi everyone! It’s been a while since I have graced these pages with my presence. Today I am doing so because I am all that is left.
Water rose above the evacuation level about mid-morning so everyone there spent the morning putting things out of harms way and Stubby has moved into the upper guard house (as he calls it) and is keeping an eye on about ten different places including his own.
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here-> Stubby loves floods – he insists that people pay him a set fee monthly. Pops has a case of his favorite beverage delivered monthly. Since that beverage is already a few years old, the 15 or 20 cases he has in his spare bedroom just keep getting better – and Pops just dropped off another five.
I must admit something – Stubby is the most dependable person on this river – even after drinking three or four bottles of his favorite beverage. Plus he makes the best river water I have ever tasted.
So everyone is in protect it mode – Dani is the only one that has been through it before – the rest if them are stumbling trying to follow Pops and Stubby’s orders. Jeni said it was pretty comical. She said Cheese showed up to secure some outside stuff and was laughing so hard he had to sit and relax.
About noon Grannie’s nurse called. Grannie had been watching the early noon news and watched a piece that our area would be under water within thirty minutes. She has had another stroke and Dani and Pops are on the way. William got a chopper to land on the upper road next to the coffer dam and get them to the hospital very quickly.
Captain called and wanted to know if I knew what to do. I had no idea so I had him call Mom. She got him going and by 2 pm everything was secure. Cheese even commented that it was going smoothly when he came back for the second load.
Dani, Pops, Cindy, Jeni and Moms vehicles were all hauled away by barge and are safe someplace. Captain took the boat back to the boat yard and they were going to dry dock it
Me and Cindy got a suite downtown. Everyone else headed home but called about 3 to tell me the main road we take to get back home was closed and they had to go thirty miles out of there way. So we are staying put for now.
Just heard the Corp of Engineers are shutting down a few hundred miles of the Mississippi because of the flooding. It showed that it is raining on almost the entire river north of us. And it is not sprinkles – it is heavy rainfall.
This could be a long term deal. Someone will try to give a daily update.
Oops – been delayed for a couple of hours – Stubby called – Captain was back without wheels and did NOT want to spend any time with Stubby – he would turn into a bigger drunk then he already is.
So Cindy and I went out and rescued him. He was going to go home but his house is being converted to a B&B. So tonight he is staying with us in the extra bedroom in the suite.
I talked to Pops and Grannie is resting but they have not been able to evaluate her fully. He said she is only using one hand to type right now. Her first sentence was “Fuck that hurt”.
Dani is still laughing. Pops told me to find Captain his own suite or grab suite next door and we’ll take over the floor by the end of the week.
He told me he has almost a foot of water in the crawl space at the big house and had to borrow the neighbor’s truck to get home. He and Dani are spending the night in a hotel at home.
Cindy and I are going shopping for life rafts in the morning. We just watched the news and my home town was featured. You must go 65 miles out of the way to visit friends on the opposite side of town. All roads and bridges in town are flooded. The water is so swift boats are not even safe.
We have to go to sleep – we all have to be up before 5 to handle different things. Someone will keep all advised daily. Don’t bother checking – this message is going to ALL blogs and sites. Bye.
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Posted at 3:19 AM
Sorry folks. Annie thought I was taking care of business - Jeni thought Annie had it and I thought Jeni had it.
Dani’s grandmother had a stroke last Saturday – grandmother’s best friend died of heart failure about 8 am and less then an hour later she went down. Dani got there five minutes after the excitement.
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here-> We’ve all been at the real home taking care of the funeral, getting Grannie evaluated and settled in her new place.
She used to live alone – now she can’t but she will not let her family be burdened – which has Dani and Mom completely pissed. She does have good insurance and even though she can barely talk or walk she insists on taking care of everything.
She even made Dani setup a portable so that she could type her demands. Her first comment was to Mom and Dani – she told them to Fuck Off – she wanted a 2nd floor room – Mom and Dani have decided her brain is just fine so she gets whatever she wants.
Pops and I went up yesterday to check on a few things and run errands and we finally got her hooked up with a wireless Internet provider. She asked me to show her where the good stuff was. I was a little confused until Pops told me she wanted to see cock. Her computer now speaks and it said, “Only big ones!” in a tiny female voice. Pops can imitate it exactly.
I showed Grannie where the ‘good’ stuff was and even though we both told her goodbye four or five times, we never got an answer.
Today Dani tried to call her new cell phone and when she didn’t answer, Dani called her nurse. When Grannie came on the phone she bitched at Dani, Grannie was flirting with her neighbor. Dani asked if he had a good one and Grannie’s computer answered she was trying to find out – she’d call back.
William and Captain found it extremely funny but Dani was pissed and wrote her a nasty note. Grannie wrote an answer back to Pops. It said, “Tell my granddaughter to Fuck Off. If she ever talks that way to me again I’ll cut her from the will. And please tell her that his ‘tool’ was fine for being so fucking old.”
A later message asked me to send her some rubbers and she wanted to know how to setup a little black book on the computer and keep it from her granddaughter.
Dani is currently looking for Chastity Belts. I think it is great – what we thought was a poor little old lady had gotten more dick then me in the last week.
All low land at home is flooded, Pops’ farmland about 90 miles west is currently flooded, and we are about two feet from medium flood stage here at the cabin. We expect to go up another 2 or 3 feet then hopefully it’ll be over.
But right now, as I was drinking my hot toddy on the deck, it started raining. I checked weather and there is the potential for heavy rain. Since the ground is saturated, the rain runs off into the streams and creeks.
For the last week if it rained five inches, the river went up five inches. Somebody from the lock called and told Pops that upstream had eleven inches and sure enough the next morning we had another foot of water. It is now raining on both rivers at least 100 miles north – I wonder how much total water that is - and how long will it take to get here.
When they told me about the cabin, I never imagined I’d sit around all night worried that I might float away. Oh well – I do love the cabin.
More later.
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