Well, we were finally cleared to come home today. We are tired, dirty, and even a little apprehensive, but we will sleep in our own beds tonight.
There are tree limbs scattered about, and one live oak tree blew over. The smell of burnt wildlands is everywhere, and the National Guard is camped across the street for security.
A few notes from the experience:
The volunteers from the American Red Cross are the sweetest, most caring, generous, compassionate people I have ever met. They took wonderful care of us, and we owe them. Big time.
Always take a Sharpie (permanent marker) to a shelter. That bottle of water you just set down blends in remarkably well with the others; I don’t know how many were wasted because of that.
I’ll get some pictures posted soon- after we get the kids washed and in bed!
-- The days are long and the years are short...