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Flood

Earthquakes, mudslides, and floods. The flood came with mudslides and road closures, causing a major bridge closure. She brought death and destruction. She went, but not before changing the landscape of Northern California. She altered lives, but I was fortunate. Once caught in a flood, I was neither harmed nor felt any danger. Family and property were fine and never threatened either. But we were shut off from each other for a night and a day. But many others suffered so much more than me. Driving through a puddle of water, My car stalled and so did I. Communications were shut down. So, I sought shelter and found it through the Red Cross. I was cut off from family 25 miles north of the Golden Gate, a mild headache compared to others in the Golden State.

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