In flood news, I keep driving past the YMCA in Green Hills, where a batch of ServPro trucks are busy drying out the place. I am pretty sure that all my evil thoughts about the Stairmaster put a whammy on the place. And I’ll admit to at least three unchristian thoughts while yanking on that rowing machine thing. But here’s wishing it dries out soon so that I can again be filled with self-loathing about not going there enough.
You see the ServPro “Large Loss Response Team” at pretty much any Large institution around town. I love how there are ServPro units from all over the country here.
The thing that gets me about the ServPro trucks is their slogan: “Like It Never Even Happened.”
Like it never even happened?
I appreciate the sentiment there, and nobody is going to miss the unmistakable scent of dead wet carpet after five days in the sun. But I’m going to venture a guess that many people won’t WANT to forget this event, as terrible as it is.
This is, pardon the pun, a watershed event for Nashville. Nobody ever expected something like this flood to happen, but now that it has, I think many of us are surprised at how easy it is to find ways to help. You can’t throw a damp towel without hitting a group of people doing something flood related. Hands on Nashville, a nonprofit that coordinates volunteer efforts, had more than 15,000 new volunteers register in the first days after the flood. In seven days, volunteers logged 39,000 hours–almost 4 1/2 YEARS of time.
Flood fatigue will probably hit before long, and the teams of matching T-shirt volunteers will disperse. But this flood leaves behind something else: a new understanding that helping is contagious, that small acts add up to big things.
PS Thank you all for donating to flood relief! Thank you thank you!
PSS Here’s my post about visiting Millwood Manor, a place still deeply affected by the flood.
PSSS Today is Jon’s and my 20th wedding anniversary. Can you believe it? That’s us on our wedding day on the right. CHILDREN! So 1990!