Last year, on this date, my ex-SIL and I were sitting out on her balcony, playing word games on our iPhones and smoking. It was a beautiful summer evening. All of a sudden, one of those breaking-news-things popped up on my phone from CNN. I don’t think I would have looked all that closely on it, had I not recognized the name of the town: Lac-Megantic! I’ve never been there, but after all, I did live in Quebec for five years, so I got familiarized with many place names. Also, there were all those pictures of the town in flames! I can never look at those railway cars the same way again after that, and besides … they who blew up in Lac-Megantic were headed for Saint John.
Here, we have them in the city centre, and thinking of that 48 people lost their lives there, I shudder to think of what would happen here.
There are several hundreds of them, lined up at all times. A sad anniversary for sure!
Today, we had the questionable ‘pleasure’ of making Arthur’s acquaintance! He was a cat2 hurricane, but got downgraded to a tropical storm when he reached our chilly, Canadian waters. Nevertheless, he packed a powerful punch and the city has taken a great deal of damage in the way of fallen trees, power lines down everywhere, flooding in the usual areas. I saw a picture of a guy in a kayak on the parking lot outside Walmart. I’ve seen lots of photos on Facebook, of the damage, but haven’t been out myself, taking any.
It’s past midnight now, the raining has ceased and the winds have subsided so I’ll go to bed and sleep like a log. Up here, on the 9th floor, those winds make a terrible noise in the ventilation ducts and it sometimes sounds more scary than it really is.