Last week as I made plans to go to Atlanta, a friend said to me, “You can’t go to Atlanta anymore during Hurricane Season. I think you’re attracting hurricanes. Tell those grandchildren they’ll have to celebrate their birthdays in the spring.”
He may be on to something. Last visit we drove up during the tail end of Hermine. Then as we prepared for another visit, Matthew was wreaking havoc all along the coast. On Thursday, the day we’d planned to leave, I could hardly drive to Hazlehurst, much less Atlanta. Golden Isles Parkway, or 341 as we commonly refer to it, was lined bumper to bumper with evacuees fleeing the storm. Finally we left on Saturday morning so we could arrive before Jakey’s 12th birthday party scheduled for that afternoon.
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