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i cannot stop crying. this is terrible. i read darrell's journal and i just can't stop sobbing.
i almost died....
everything...
right now i have nothing in my name...
its all gone..
every bit of it...
We stayed in our house for the hurricane, noone ever wouldve even began to guess how bad it would be. My property is now just a leveled lot. All i was able to escape with was the lives of me and my parents. And now im beginning to realize thats all that matters.
The water just kept coming up, it wouldnt stop. once the water picked up our jacuzzi and broke the French doors to my back porch, the water just started pouring in the house. It never stopped, when we finally closed to door to our attic, my father could reach down and touch the water, and we have 9 foot ceilings, and my house was almost 15 feet above sea level. My house just started breaking apart, we had to go through a hole in the roof to get on the roof. For once in my life, i felt true fear. While we were on that roof, the water picked up a piece of our roof and dropped it down on me and my parents, my father managed to get out from underneath it, and i managed to dig my way out of the debris to get out from underneath it. I thought it was over, when i got out from underneath that piece of roof my mom was nowheres to be found. I started screaming to my dad telling him that mom was still under the roof, and we started looking for her. Finally i found her foot and i pulled my mom out from underneath that roof. By the time i got my mom out everything was just getting worse, my parents and i managed to swim to two trees, my parents in one tree, and me in the other. And we sat in those trees for what felt like years, but in reality was somewheres over 5 hours. We watched as our whole lives were washed away in front of us.
We managed to get out alive though. I got out covered with cuts and bruises, my father had an incision in the top of his head, that was around 3 1/2 inches long, and went all the way to his skull. My mom was tore up, her whole body was just in bad shape. Shes got a broken toe and she tore the meat off one of her feet, when we were saved by my two uncles in their skiff, and we finally managed to get them to a hospital, my mom got stitches in 2 places, my father had to get the meat on his head stitched together, then had to get his skin stapled together.
The whole day was just one big horror movie. Before the storm got bad, when the water started rising into the house, the only thing i was worried about was saving my guitars, my grandfathers guitar and his picture, and our computer. After it was all gone, i realized that all of that meant nothing, Other than the fact that my grandfathers guitar was the last remnant i had of him.
Im in Georgia with some of my family right now, my father is back in MS trying to save what he can off of our lot. My mom is in the hospital in Cartersville right now. And im sitting in my Uncle's Victorian farmhouse trying to let people know that im still alive.
My whole body is exhausted, both physically and mentally. EVERYTHING i have ever known, is gone. We had 3 sets of pictures of the house and around the yard for insurance purposes, on my phone, on our digital camera, and on a 35 mm camera. They were all in my mom's purse, along with our liscenses and our money. And right now her purse is somewheres scattered in St Martin. The only thing my father got was his wallet.
I really dont know what were going to do now. My father needs to be in a hospital, but he wont leave our property, he wont stop working, because hes my father, the Unbreakable.
If we werent together, everything would be different. Even if i wouldve went somewheres, my mother wouldnt of made it, it took me and my father both to keep my mom alive. She tried to let go so many times, it took both of us to keep her going. Together, my family is strong.
You never realize what things mean to you, until you lose them, or you almost lose them. You never realize whats important till you save the life of someone you love. What i went through, should not be subjected to anyone. I dont think anyone needs to be put through that kind of stress.
Im getting carried away, i cant type too much here. Right now though... i have nothing, everything of material value is gone, all i own is a ripped up shirt and some shorts, from the hurricane. But after its all over, and everything is said and done, none of that meant anything, all i needed was my family.
If you feel any interest in what i have to say, im planning on writing everything down, just writing a story on it, saving it in a journal. If you're interested, let me know and i will try and e-mail it to you. Im looking to make it sort of an inspirational letter, there is so much more than what you have just read. Im going to try and explain everything i can in an e-mail and send it to everyone i can, and tell them to send it to everyone they can.
If you're interested, leave your email here, ill eventually send it to you, but its going to take me a while, im going to be up here for a few months, or i may end up in Daytona, i really dont know. but if i have access to a computer and the internet im going to try and do it. But for anyone who was worried, Im alive, my family is alive, were sore, and beat up, but were alive. and thats all that matters.
Im hoping everyone else lived through it fine, and i wish the best for all of you, please leave me some sort of feedback, im working on getting a new phone, so if you can, leave your numbers here too, because all of your numbers were lost with my phone.
Thank you,
Darrell Herron
i almost died....
everything...
right now i have nothing in my name...
its all gone..
every bit of it...
We stayed in our house for the hurricane, noone ever wouldve even began to guess how bad it would be. My property is now just a leveled lot. All i was able to escape with was the lives of me and my parents. And now im beginning to realize thats all that matters.
The water just kept coming up, it wouldnt stop. once the water picked up our jacuzzi and broke the French doors to my back porch, the water just started pouring in the house. It never stopped, when we finally closed to door to our attic, my father could reach down and touch the water, and we have 9 foot ceilings, and my house was almost 15 feet above sea level. My house just started breaking apart, we had to go through a hole in the roof to get on the roof. For once in my life, i felt true fear. While we were on that roof, the water picked up a piece of our roof and dropped it down on me and my parents, my father managed to get out from underneath it, and i managed to dig my way out of the debris to get out from underneath it. I thought it was over, when i got out from underneath that piece of roof my mom was nowheres to be found. I started screaming to my dad telling him that mom was still under the roof, and we started looking for her. Finally i found her foot and i pulled my mom out from underneath that roof. By the time i got my mom out everything was just getting worse, my parents and i managed to swim to two trees, my parents in one tree, and me in the other. And we sat in those trees for what felt like years, but in reality was somewheres over 5 hours. We watched as our whole lives were washed away in front of us.
We managed to get out alive though. I got out covered with cuts and bruises, my father had an incision in the top of his head, that was around 3 1/2 inches long, and went all the way to his skull. My mom was tore up, her whole body was just in bad shape. Shes got a broken toe and she tore the meat off one of her feet, when we were saved by my two uncles in their skiff, and we finally managed to get them to a hospital, my mom got stitches in 2 places, my father had to get the meat on his head stitched together, then had to get his skin stapled together.
The whole day was just one big horror movie. Before the storm got bad, when the water started rising into the house, the only thing i was worried about was saving my guitars, my grandfathers guitar and his picture, and our computer. After it was all gone, i realized that all of that meant nothing, Other than the fact that my grandfathers guitar was the last remnant i had of him.
Im in Georgia with some of my family right now, my father is back in MS trying to save what he can off of our lot. My mom is in the hospital in Cartersville right now. And im sitting in my Uncle's Victorian farmhouse trying to let people know that im still alive.
My whole body is exhausted, both physically and mentally. EVERYTHING i have ever known, is gone. We had 3 sets of pictures of the house and around the yard for insurance purposes, on my phone, on our digital camera, and on a 35 mm camera. They were all in my mom's purse, along with our liscenses and our money. And right now her purse is somewheres scattered in St Martin. The only thing my father got was his wallet.
I really dont know what were going to do now. My father needs to be in a hospital, but he wont leave our property, he wont stop working, because hes my father, the Unbreakable.
If we werent together, everything would be different. Even if i wouldve went somewheres, my mother wouldnt of made it, it took me and my father both to keep my mom alive. She tried to let go so many times, it took both of us to keep her going. Together, my family is strong.
You never realize what things mean to you, until you lose them, or you almost lose them. You never realize whats important till you save the life of someone you love. What i went through, should not be subjected to anyone. I dont think anyone needs to be put through that kind of stress.
Im getting carried away, i cant type too much here. Right now though... i have nothing, everything of material value is gone, all i own is a ripped up shirt and some shorts, from the hurricane. But after its all over, and everything is said and done, none of that meant anything, all i needed was my family.
If you feel any interest in what i have to say, im planning on writing everything down, just writing a story on it, saving it in a journal. If you're interested, let me know and i will try and e-mail it to you. Im looking to make it sort of an inspirational letter, there is so much more than what you have just read. Im going to try and explain everything i can in an e-mail and send it to everyone i can, and tell them to send it to everyone they can.
If you're interested, leave your email here, ill eventually send it to you, but its going to take me a while, im going to be up here for a few months, or i may end up in Daytona, i really dont know. but if i have access to a computer and the internet im going to try and do it. But for anyone who was worried, Im alive, my family is alive, were sore, and beat up, but were alive. and thats all that matters.
Im hoping everyone else lived through it fine, and i wish the best for all of you, please leave me some sort of feedback, im working on getting a new phone, so if you can, leave your numbers here too, because all of your numbers were lost with my phone.
Thank you,
Darrell Herron