Water-Fall

Like much of Connecticut, Mary and I spent the entire morning bailing gallons upon gallons of water out of a friend's basement. I have NEVER seen water push its way through a foundation with such force. We are literally talking about waterfalls pouring out of the walls and windows and every little crevace in the old stonework.

As if there wasn't enough excitement, I decided it would be a fun idea to fall down a flight of wet stairs while trying to salvage boxes from the rising water. Luckily, the fire department had already been called for the flood, so 2nd Lieutenant Kevin from the Chester Fire Department was there and checked all my vitals to be sure I was going to make it. It was touch and go there for a little bit and they thought they were going to have to put me in the ambulance...but after a little rest, a glass of orange juice and a well placed ice pack for my backside I was back on my feet. I fell right in front of Mary, and she raced down the stairs after me. Apparently, I was a little incoherent when I first tried to get up and I turned about 7 whiter shades of pale... so needless to say, she had a pretty good scare. As for me... all I have are a couple of nice bruises and a good story, but luckily, all's well that ends well.