a round trip that a.m., that Hollywood and Lauderdale had been wiped out, all the houses in West H. had been blown away and the east side was almost as bad. That darn near scared me to death. If it hadn’t been for the weight of the cakes I’d just eaten I know I would have collapsed as it was they braced me plenty.
At the time one of the drivers was at the City Hall trying to get a permit to take a bus to Lauderdale and bring it back. He was gone so long I know it was hopeless to wait, so I went to the RR Sta. They said a train would leave in an hour. Can you see me pacing up and down nearly frantic and having to wait an hour? That would mean an hour and a half or three quarters before I could get there. After years it seemed we got away and as we left the city things began to look even worse. By the time I got to Hollywood I thought I couldn’t stand another minute’s suspense. There at the Dixie