Thursday, September 22, 2005

Where's an Aggie when you need one?

Daddy is somewhere in the boonies outside of College Station with a vanload of seniors, sitting on E. He's out of gas, literally and figuratively, after driving all night, picking up a load of people from nursing homes and assisted living residences. He was in a caravan, but in the chaotic exodus from Houston they were separated. Mama told me he got somewhere near College Station, some 24? hours later, having inched along all day, when he ran out of pusholine.

NEWS FLASH...Just got through to Daddy. He said he's been up since 5:00 a.m. yesterday morning. It's 9:30 now. They are actually in College Station, in a line at the gas station, with 50 or so ahead of them. There is gas at the Exxon station where they are waiting, but it's pumping slow and he's sure it will be gone by the time he gets there. He said it is bumper to bumper on Highway 6 and by the time we got there, we'd be out of gas too. He has their associate minister in Granbury contacting a minister in College Station to see if he can help them.

Hopefully by the time Rita's outside bands get to College Station they'll be long gone.

As far as we know, we won't be housing anyone this weekend. Cary's coworkers have either found shelter elsewhere or have decided to stick it out. Rita is just like me sometimes, and can't make up her mind which way she's heading.

At work, everyone had tales of lines at the grocery store and no milk, bread, eggs, etc. However, Cary said this morning several of his coworkers reported finding full stores after they spent the night restocking. I should probably try to at least get some milk tomorrow. If Logan is any gauge, I should just get a cow.

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