Patti and I had just left the grocery store and were watching the storm roar in and around us from inside our accessible van when the radio announced a severe thunderstorm weather alert for our immediate area.
Shortly our daughter called to let us know that the loudest thunderclap she had ever heard and a flash of lightning that had lit up the windows had occurred only minutes ago. Thinking that someone’s house must have been hit by lightning she stepped outside to look and found the flagpole laying in the front yard.
(There is hope for the youth of America) She retrieved the fallen US flag from the storm and then called us. <grin>
On the plus side the weather was magnificent immediately after the un-American storm for our originally planned cook out - grilled swordfish steaks, corn on the cob, and crab soup.Still it leaves me wondering how fragile any moment, or place, or thing is in time.