If you’re a news watcher, you’ve probably heard “Sherman, Texas” bandied about on the national news. On Monday, we had buckets of rain fall on our area. This railroad bridge/underpass is somewhat close to our house – same part of town – and is about 14 feet deep. I used to take this route to school in high school, and to see it full of water like this was just… amazing. Monday evening there was still at least 7 feet of water still standing, and on Tuesday morning they were just beginning to get out all of the mud.

There were, sadly, also a couple of fatalities in the area (here and in Gainesville, just up the road). I don’t know many of the details but it was just shocking to be in the middle of such a weather event so close to home. Several members of our church were affected, including my dad’s boss, and a friend of our family who had 4 feet of water in her house and lost everything, including her piano and all of her music.

We are fine, though… the worst damage for us was that Ryan had to work a 12-hour day in wet socks and didn’t even get to eat pizza with the rest of the newsroom. I put together a proof-of-performance spot for our coverage that I’ve gotten a lot of compliments on, which feels good. Our crew really did a great job covering the floods.