Cleaning Up

Thanks for all of your good wishes during the recent flooding. Workers and volunteers have made excellent progress and, for the most part, things are on the mend.

You’ll remember from a previous post that the underground parking lot where my parents live was completely flooded. The road leading down to the garage looked like a murky lake instead.

2013 flood parking garage

Fortunately, my sister had borrowed my parents’ car so it escaped damage. But my father’s bike was down there. It has taken days to pump out the water,  tow out the cars, and shovel out all the mud, rocks, and other debris. When everything was cleared out, there was no sign his bike. We assumed it was destroyed and put in a dumpster. My father decided that, at 92, he was too old to replace it and he’d give up biking altogether.

But the universe thought differently. A few of days ago, his bike turned up — covered in mud but without damage to the frame. After a couple of hours with a bucket, brush and many, many rags, he cleaned off every speck of dirt.

Dad cleaning bike

He had to get the gears, etc. replaced, but he plans to take his regular 10-mile ride this morning!