I’m Going to be the New Executive Director!Standard
I am thrilled to tell you I will soon be the new Executive Director for the Community Arts Center of Cambria County! I’m very excited to be part of an organization I’ve admired for years and can’t wait to get started later this month. Most of all, my family and I are thrilled to be coming home to Johnstown, PA and being part of the community in such an amazing way.
Did I Ever Tell You About…The Time I Should Have Died?Standard
This week is is the 125 anniversary of the Great Johnstown Flood of 1889. For most people that doesn’t mean much. For the people of Johnstown it means a lot. It was the first of three floods that threatened to destroy the town. Generations of my family have lived in the Johnstown area for all of them. I was around for the last flood in 1977. Did I ever tell you about…the time I should have died?
I was only four, so I don’t really remember things well. It’s more like pictures or snippets of memories. But I remember the storm. It rained so hard and the thunder and lightning were so bad I thought I was never going to see my mom again (she’d gone shopping with my grandmother and had trouble getting home because of the storm). By the time it was over nearly 11 inches had fallen in less than a day — a once in a 1000 year storm the weather people called it.
Officially, the rain overwhelmed everything. Johnstown made a number of flood safety improvements over the years. But that much water in such a small amount of time and all bets are off. Several dams eventually broke or spilled over. 85 lives were lost. Thousands of properties were destroyed or damaged. Ten of thousands of lives were turned upside down. I fall into the last two categories.
We lived outside Johnstown and were out of the path of the flooding that hit town. We should have been safe. We weren’t. We should have died that night. Miraculously we didn’t.
Our house was part way down a hill. The water running down the hill and against the foundation wall that, which unbeknownst to us had a structural problem. During the night the wall failed. I remember being woken up by a crashing sound and my dad running past my bedroom door and down the basement steps. I remember racing after him to see what the excitement was. I think he screamed for me to stop. My mom was right behind me and grabbed me. I remember him saying, “Get the kids out! The wall fell in!”
The next few minutes are a series of pictures in my mind. I remember being in the bedroom with the lights on changing out of pajamas. I remember seeing someone coming out of the bathroom (the water was on and working). It was sort of frantic calm. I don’t remember feeling the house shake or that we were in danger. I imagine my mom and dad grabbed some clothes and things, but mostly it was about getting out.
I remember all of us sitting in the car and it raining so hard we could barely see the house. I remember the sound of lightning cutting through the atmosphere and deafening thunder. I remember the car radio wasn’t playing music, just a voice repeating over and over that there was flooding everywhere and people needed to get to higher ground immediately. I remember one of us asking my parents why we were just sitting there and my mom saying, “We’re waiting for the house to fall in.” That must have been when we realized it was bad because that’s when we started to cry.
You see, the wall that collapsed was one of the walls that ran the length of the house. It was the wall where all the water and electricity came in to the house. When my dad ran down the stairs and into the basement the water and muck was already around his ankles, the circuit box and wires were in it too. He probably should have been electrocuted, or gotten a serious shock, but he was fine. Sparks should have been flying as live wires were torn and a fire should have started when paper and insulation fell on the mess. But none of those things happened.
The house was stable the whole time we were in it that night. I don’t remember it shaking or creaking. By morning light only one person could be inside before it would shudder and shake. We had lights and water. By morning there was no power and no water. It was just as dangerous under the house, so bracing it up to stabilize it was a slow process.
The weeks that followed are a blur. We stayed with different relatives. We didn’t see much of our parents while they dug the mud out of the basement and tried to save what they could. I remember drinking water in Pepsi cans because the water wasn’t always safe to drink and the local Pepsi bottling plant jumped in to clean, filtered water. I remember government cheese (it was kind of like Velveeta). I remember a strange fear in the pit of my stomach every time stormed that lasted for years.
My mom said that someone was watching out for us and that she knew that night that her kids were meant for great things because we made it out alive. The house should have collapsed, with us in it, when the wall caved in. It should have caught on fire. We could have been hit by lightning while we sat in the car. We could have been caught in flood water trying to get to my grandparents if a police officer ahead of us on the road hadn’t turned on his lights warning us to turn around. It was one of those nights where if any one thing had been different, a minute one way or the other, could have made all the difference in the five us surviving the night.
I probably should have died that night. Yet, here I am. Sure, like a lot of people I’ve wondered why from time-to-time. Every time I have, I tried to remind myself of that night. I survived on a night when a lot of people didn’t and I really need to make the most of it.
What about you? Do you have a story where a few minutes made all the difference? I’d love to hear it! Share in the comments below or post a link to where we can find the story.
Next week’s story is a lot shorter, a lot more fun, and involves a giant pickle! Don’t miss it!
Lorie’s List for 11/01/2013Standard
I’ts a new month and a fresh start. I’ve come realize that there Friday Five lists are anything but unique. And since I want my lists to be at least a little memorable I thought I would change things up a little. The lists will still be on Fridays, but they won’t necessarily be made up of five items. If I find five really great items, awesome. If I only find three items I think are worth sharing one week, then that’s what you’ll see. I want to make the most of our time together because hey, I care about you!
These will still be (probably) random, (rarely) newsworthy and on (nearly every) occasion strange or unique stories, Maybe you’ll find something to share with your buddies while you’re Pumpkin Chunkin this weekend.
- Have you heard about a thief name Pancho? He’s well known by fishermen in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico for helping himself to their hard earned gains. In early October his thieving ways were caught on camera when he stole a prize fish right out of the hands of the man who caught it. Watch the video for yourself, but I don’t think he looked to guilty when was caught red-flippered. Oh, did I mention Pancho’s a sea lion?
- Shut up and eat! A restaurant in Greenpoint, Brooklyn called Eat has started serving silent meals. As described here, the restaurant serves specials meals asking patrons to refrain not just from being on their phones, but from talking. It gives them the opportunity to focus on the experience, the food and their own thoughts. What do you think? Could you sit through a four-course meal without speaking? Share your thoughts in the comments below!
- Touch That Baby Bump, Go to Jail! In my home state of Pennsylvania a man was recently charged with harassment for touching the belly of a pregnant woman. In the Keystone State someone can be charged with harassment when action they take has an intent to harass, annoy or alarm another person. The reaction to the charges has been mixed. Most women who’ve been pregnant and had someone just walk up and start touching their stomach seem to fall on the side of lock the guy up. I’m not saying I would charge everyone who thought they had a right to grope my belly and unborn child, but there were definitely a few creepers I would have considered calling the cops on!
- Girl Power! A team of 9th grade girls is developing a system of connected desks that uses the nervous energy of teenagers to create electricity. The students are hoping that their design can eventually be taken to Africa to help students who don’t have access to electricity. These amazing young women have a great future ahead of them.
I hope you like the new format. If you have any ideas or if you’d like to Guest Write The List, I would love to hear from you! Send me a note here and we’ll get you on the blog!
Have a great weekend everyone!
Friday Five for 9/6/2013Standard
In keeping with the idea of sharing five things every Friday, this is the second edition of the Friday Five! These are five (probably) random, (rarely) newsworthy and on (nearly every) occasion strange or unique. I hope there’s at least one thing on the list you haven’t already heard about so you have something to share with your grandmother when you call her this weekend (you know you’ve meant to call).
And off we go…
1. Johnstown, Pennsylvania, my hometown, is also home to the world’s steepest vehicular inclined plane. Not to be confused with the world’s longest vehicular inclined plane which is near-by Pittsburgh. If you’re ever in the area check it out, it’s kind of cool.
2. What do you get when an artist mom and her 4-year-old daughter collaborate on a project? Some pretty cool art that what!
3. Small town politics can be dog-eat-dog. Some people are wondering if it wasn’t more of an assassination attempt when the cat mayor of a town in Alaska was attacked by a dog. What do you think?
4. A stork was recently arrested in Egypt on suspicion of spying. There was some concern that it was in cahoots with some GPS sharks that were allegedly swimming off the coast. No word from Dr. Doolittle on his involvement.
5. Would you be willing to wait eight years to get your expensive diamond earring back? A woman in England is! You won’t believe who took it.
That’s this week’s Friday 5! Do you have something you think would be perfect for the list? Drop me a line here:
Have a great weekend!
Morning By the LakeImage
I spent a recent Saturday morning by a lake in Mammoth Park in Westmoreland County, Pennsylvania. It was a beautiful morning and a beautiful place.