Two weeks ago I went home for the NEAT fair. I was almost washed away in a flood. The river almost took me away, I was a couple of hours away from being on a Fox show (World’s Worst Unbelievable, Most Extreme Natural Disasters). Since then, I’ve returned to Arizona. I’ve been putting off writing about what it was to go back East.
When I went back East, and I went into my old house, it kind of occurred...
