Good morning.
My neighbor, an 80-year-old widow, speaks frequently about the Nashville ice storm of 1994. She and her husband were living in Crieve Hall then. They survived ten days without power with a wood-burning fireplace and a dutch oven. In the cold and dark of early February, she baked bread.
Later, when she moved to our current neighborhood, my neighbor had a whole-house generator installed. She was still thinking about ‘94. And once her husband passed away, she couldn’t bear another long-term power outage, in the cold and dark, this time alone…