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Hurricane #2 — Living 4 Miles Inland for a Category 1 Hurricane vs. Living on a Barrier Island for a Category 4 Hurricane
During my 30 years living in Charleston, South Carolina (ranked the #1 travel destination in the world!), I evacuated for a hurricane that made landfall 20 miles up the coast from my house twice. Though both occurrences were nerve-wracking, the … Continue reading
I Lost Everything in Hurricane Hugo 25 Years Ago – The Aftermath
I began the tale of Hurricane Hugo and how it destroyed all my family’s possessions yesterday. Here’s what happened after that. Since we were only allowed a few hours on the island, we packed our trash bags — mine contained … Continue reading
Hurricane Hugo: I Lost Everything 25 Years Ago – Part 1
On Sept. 21-22, 1989, Hurricane Hugo — a Category 4 storm with 135 mph sustained winds — devastated Charleston, S.C., and my family lost everything. We lived a block from the beach in an inexpensive three-room apartment at ground level … Continue reading