"Life is what happens when you are planning something different." We have all heard that. On Monday I will be dealing with insurance adjusters instead of having iced tea with a group of friends. On Thursday May 9th Fredericksburg experienced a strong wind measured in excess of 80 miles per hour accompanied by massive hail. Many had hail they likened to golf balls and lemons. The weather radar channel I was watching reported an identified tornado going over Fredericksburg. It did not come down to my knowledge anywhere in the city. I live in the center city now and lost only plants and a skylight and some screens and one window and a few panes in the garage door and of course the roof .
The larger house in Stoneridge on which I had just written a sales contract last week had much more damage. All will be righted by and by.
I am grateful my dear old Vanessa was garaged at Cheryl's house and was not lost. Vanessa suits me, an old lady car for an old lady, and I am comfortable knowing by habit all of her controls and actions. I have real affection for my old minivan. It has carried Jack and me on many adventures and even to Maine. These days I haul flowers and bags of mulch and grandchildren and oil painting gear, but stay close to home. e
