We have tornados in Kansas. NNY has snow. So, yesterday, with all of the snow melted off of NNY and temps w-a-y above freezing, the wind picked up to near Kansas speeds. Shingles and roofs were passing Toto on their way over the rainbow. A Canadian trucker likely got right with God on the international bridge over the St. Lawrence river when a gust blew his truck over, taking out part of the guard rail and prompting thoughts of baptism. Our house shook like a pentecostal prayer meeting.
I picked up shingles from our new building in the neighbor's yard. There was vinyl siding and assorted debris to occupy my early morning scedule. Then around 8 am, guys showed up to repair the roof damage. They will be very busy over the next several days repairing roofs in far worse condition than ours. We are missing only a handful of shingles and ridge cap.
Although folks on the south side of the tracks lost power, and tree limbs fell (flew!) everywhere, the temps unseasonably mild, and there were no casualties.
We are so blessed.
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