Hurricane Andrew ~25 Years Ago Today

On this day 25 years ago…

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On the evening of August 24th 1992 Hurricane Andrew Category 5 hit hard and relentless. It missed Key West by about 60 miles. The devastation and death toll was highly underscored by the government.

The hurricane also tore through aviaries, Miami MetroZoo, Monkey Jungle and businesses that peddled exotic animals. That damage unleashed hordes of monkeys, wild birds, llamas, vipers, cougars, gazelles, and, according to some reports, one lion

Today 25 years ago, exactly a month after my arrival in the Keys.

Hurricane Andrew devastated the lower Florida coast, notably Miami and Homestead, missing us by a mere 50-60 miles.

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Source: Miami News

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They say 65 person died in the storm of the century.

A storm of such magnitude and devastation, such catastrophic destruction only killed 65 persons.

Not believable any way you may look at it.

Guess they did not consider all the illegal persons, undocumented farm workers in the Everglades and surrounding area’s that were missing.
The minimal caretakers of hospitals, zoos and so forth.

I will never forget the stench of death as we drove my grandson to the Miami Hospital for his surgery.

Driving through Homestead it literally looked as if a bomb had been dropped.
Everything was barren of life, just flattened out like a pancake.

My grandson was only 5 years old.

The hospital was empty of persons and personnel, like a tomb of sorts, a hollow echo.

The papers filled with page after page of missing loved ones.
1,000’s and even double, even triple that were gone in a flash, blown and swept out to sea, the Everglades.

Those that were found never had a proper burial and were disposed of in mass graves.

The Media will say anything as their comments in the news “Florida sunshine is open,we are still here.”

This regrettably contradicted and misaligned with the Billboards signs asking “Have you seen my Loved one?”

Those that hunkered down and did not heed the evacuation orders were left on their own. Everything closed. The hospitals, police protection.

We belonged to that group.

A bit of wind that knocked several coconuts to the ground.
Loss of electric, phone service was our fate.

After an amazing four hurricanes (Charley, Frances, Jeanne, Ivan) hit Florida in 2004, you would think the following year wouldn’t be as bad.

Then Dennis, Katrina and Wilma all made landfall as hurricanes in Florida during the historic 2005 Hurricane Season.

Rita passed south of the Florida Keys that year, but did produce significant storm surge flooding in Key West.

Hurricane Wilma was quite the experience. No electric for 9-10 days. The Storm Surge brought massive Flooding from the Gulf and The Atlantic saying a Howdy Do.

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Source: Keys News

Many of our beloved trees were ripped apart during 1998 Hurricane George.

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and Hurricane George took out Houseboat Road, which made the City Government of Key West very happy indeed.

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I See


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(Caves of Hercules)

Been to London

Been to France

Traveled by Train through Spain

Passing Sunflowers in the Rain

Transfixed by island of Es Vedra
Sirens of the Sea
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Rode camels in the desert

Sit in ruins of mammoth caves
of Myths and Hercules Legions engraved
at times secluded by the tide

Walked the maze of streets
Following white feathers

Medina’s filled with spice and trinkets

Smelled the Moroccan Rose with Jasmine entwined

Views of Gibraltar from the vine filled terrace
Snow capped Rif and Atlas Mountains

Sipping mint tea from Baba’s Cafe
Smoking Kif and Hashish

My ever watchful mother’s eye on a two-year old
with wanderlust

Moments on Polaroid confiscated
Of this special place and time

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(Mystical island of Es Vedra)

Popular myths surrounding Es Vedra include that it was the home of the sirens and sea-nymphs who tried to lure Ulysses from his ship in Homer’s Odyssey, and the birth place and holy island of the Phoenician goddess, Tanit.

Remembering Crikey

“flat out like a lizard drinking”


Steve Irwin

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Born: 22-Feb-1962
Birthplace: Victoria, Australia
Died: 4-Sep-2006

The morning of September 4th 2006 I was watching the news. It was Labor Day Holiday.

I had went to put a pot of coffee on and heard the shocking words.
The news reverberated throughout the world very quickly.

The Wildlife Warrior, our Crocodile Hunter was dead.

He died on the 4th, he was 44.

I thought how strange, those numbers.
Many believe 444 means an angel is close by

In Doreen Virtue’s book on Angel Numbers, she describes the meaning of 444.
“Thousands of angels surround you at this moment loving and supporting you. You have a very strong and clear connection with the angelic realm, and are an Earth angel yourself. You have nothing to fear, all is well.”

In disbelief and shock, my tears began falling.

As I went about my day the airways were filled with the news.
The unbelievable news that he was gone.

The man who seemed invincible had been swimming off the coast of the Great Barrier Reef.

He swam over the gentle giant of the sea, also affectionately called the bird of the sea and suddenly without reason or why was stung when the tail pierced his chest and lodged in his heart.

The news reported that he pulled the serrated barb out and was unconscious when brought up to his boat “The Croc1”

Terri and children were hiking in Tasmania and had not received word.

That is behind us now.

The fireside memorial held for family and closest of friends has been held at his beloved Australian Zoo, the Grand Memorial where his favorite song “True Blue” was sung by Mr. Williamson was presented at the Crocoseum.
It was built by Steve for his feedings of his beloved DOLLS or Dinosaurs as he called them.

His daughter Bindi spoke so endearing of him, her father who she said she would miss every day and when seeing a crocodile would forever think of him.

The day that popular television personality Steve “Crocodile Hunter” Irwin died was the day his wife, Terri, says she lost her prince.
Terri, his beloved soul mate has spoken with Barbara Walters on 20/20.

“Soulmates are people who bring out the best in you.
They are not perfect but are always perfect for you.”

Despite the loss of her husband, Terri says she still feels blessed that she had him in her life. “I had romance like I didn’t think existed anymore, a wonderful romance. He was passionate and determined and enthusiastic.”

“Steve changed the world.”

Terri says he changed the world by giving everyone a message.

“If you can reach out and touch and love and be with wildlife, you will forever be changed and you will want to make the world a better place.If we do nothing we’re in trouble. And he did more than anybody. So I think we can all do something.”

“He was fun. He taught me it’s OK to play in the rain, splash in my puddle.
Allow the kids too get dirty, and spill ice cream on their pants.”

He didn’t sweat the little stuff.

He followed the big picture.

And he had fun!

Now I’m going to work really hard at having fun again.

I’m Mrs. Steve Irwin.

I’ve got a lot to live up to.”

Glass House Mountains Tourist Drive in respect and memory of Steve and all his conservation efforts has been renamed The Steve Irwin Way.

Though it did not make any of the television specials and retrospectives, one of my favorite tributes came on a radio phone-in show on the afternoon that Steve Irwin was killed.

A young mother recalled the day that her young son managed to perform potty duties
for the first time without any mishaps.

In celebration, she told her proud young son that he could call anyone in the world to share the good news.

“I want to call the Croc Hunter,” came the cry.

The moments, hours, days, weeks have gone by.
“flat out like a lizard drinking”

“British poet Sydney Dobell wrote this eulogy in 1854

Nature, a jealous mistress, laid him low.

He woo’d and won her; and, by love made bold,

she show’d him more than mortal man should know,

Then slew him lest her secret should be told.

And yet, those rare few still lean ever closer, hungry for a hint or a whisper nature knows them or understands them or loves them like they love her. Or she even knows they exist.

That she doesn’t is chilling or comforting, the only constant. “

Karen Bishops words helped me get through this grief.

From her post:

His departure could not have been more perfect.
He was interacting with a representative of the animal kingdom.

What we are about, always comes into our arena, as like energies always attract like energies.

This incredible creature from the sea, volunteered to assist with the soul decision of Steve Irwin to depart.

This man had a tremendous amount of heart.
He oozed it wherever he went and with all he encountered.

What a perfect alignment then, to go out through the energy of the heart.

The combination of the heart energy, the animal kingdom.

Steve Irwin created a perfect alignment for who he was in all ways.

And this was the energetic portal that he left through.

CRIKEY!!!!!

WE MISS YOU!

This Memorial was Written and Created by Cynthia
September 29th 2006.

Snapshots in Our Brain


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I remember my designated Aunt Nellie so fondly reciting “Yippee Tippy Tango Ar Bar Brusky Yippee Tippy Tango fell in the well” story. That’s why we do not name our children with long names she would say.

I just researched it and found she changed the name as it is called something else entirely. Or perhaps I just remembered it that way, the way she would take a deep breath and say “Oh My”

 

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Leaping Gleep


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© The Leaping Gleep Art by Roland Evans Etzler

Posted 10:11 AM. The time of his death, Synchronicity

October 12 th 1948 – July 19th 2014

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Death,Grief and the Magic Carpet Ride

An inspiring story about grief after a loved one dies.

Dear Mommy


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Dear Mother.
As I sit here and reminisce about you, our family I just wanted too thank you for the love and care you showed me as a child. Clean clothes, wonderful homemade meals, a kind word, a shoulder too cry on. So many little things that probably went unnoticed and unappreciated at the time.

Later in my adult life you didn’t speak too me for 12 years and I always felt cast out of your life. The same way I had been casted from THAT religion.

The first time we saw each other again after those 12 long years seemed as no time had passed.

Yet it had.

Moments, laughter that could have been shared as it should have been.

Than years later being shunned yet again. Than you left this earthly realm.

You called the day before your surgery to say you loved me.

The few mementos I have from you will always be cherished. Your dolly in the bottle, your pretty embroidered handkerchiefs. The heart jewelry box with your snap on earrings that kill my ear lobes. Your original wedding band from 1945 that I wear everyday.

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Where ever it is that you are you always will be in my heart. You reside in my mirror when I gaze at myself.

Your beliefs took precedence and I can not fault you for your journey. It took me sometime to realize that indeed each of our journey’s are unique and of our own making.

I Love you always Mommy.