26 November 13

USED TO BE

When my father, god rest and thank you Dad, wanted water for our first place on the Eastern Shore of the Chesapeake Bay, he went out in the side yard and drove a point six feet down and we had water from the ground for 30 years.  That is, until the city made him join the city water (tax) system, we did just fine.  Of course our ancestors just went over to the spring, stream or lake to get their water.  Heck, at the Big Lake in New Hampshire they still use lake water to manage.  But when you live in a city and go from this--------------

To this ----

This ain't enough!

Now folks, the city is not at fault!  Old water lines break.  Just a fact of life (number 7,122,074 that is).  Or as they say "Stuff happens".  Hey it's a family blog too!

We were only out of water for about 18 hours, but it served as a wake up call for this old, half blind photographer.  What would have been our plight had it been a week…or two weeks….ummmmm?

First the city was going from one Wally World to another buying up all the bottle water they could find to hand out to residents.  Not a problem there.  That's just doing their job.  But it also helped all the "Milk, eggs and toilet paper" crowd to panic and have to drive further to get their water substitutes.  Speaking of that…note to self…check on beer, wine and liquor sales in the area for confirmation re: substitute product.

I guess people for the most part, are brighter than I.  Nah!  But!  Most of the stores had experienced their own "Runs" on the bottled water shelves by the time I woke up to the fact that our toilets take three gallons of water each.  I mean, I can go out in the back yard with the dogs….but the other half, well that's whole nother story right there.  And that's just for one flush.  I kept thinking of all those poor folks on the Jersey and New York shore after Sandy.

  Then it finally sunk into this thick skull.

  Maybe emergency preparation is not so stupid after all.