Turns out we had more danger of flooding from the front than the back because the drainage pipe that went from the road in front of our house down to the river had completely backed up and was filling the road with water. Jesse came home from work around noon and immediately started sandbagging the neighbor's yards that were in immediate peril. Then, he headed down the road to where the river was much closer to homes and helped heap up the embankment and stack sandbags:
Later that night he sandbagged around our house (just in case) and we took the kids over to my mom's for the night (she said she would sleep better knowing they were there). Fastforward to Friday morning and this is all that was left of the river:
Keep in mind that the water was nearly brimming over those rocks and that was all that was keeping it away from our house and many others alongside ours. I can only attribute our safety to many, many prayers that were said on our behalf. I can't believe how many people either called our came personally to offer help!
Jesse and his dad spent all morning Friday emptying out all the sandbags (they estimated between 100 and 200) and Marshall and momma took a walk up the river:
It was nice to know that we had so many people to depend on for help and it turned out even nicer that it didn't flood!
1 comment:
that's so crazy! so glad you didn't get washed away and that all was well with everyone over there by you! i was on the other side of the river, watching it creep up higher and higher (we live by the dinotracks place). it was pretty crazy!
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