For example:
Below is a picture Josh took of me on September 4, 2006, the day of the infamous Rockford flood. I am standing on our front steps, showing off the river that formed in our road. (Vanna White, eat your heart out.) In the upper right-hand side of the picture, you can see a black truck up to its windshield in water.
When the Salvation Army made its way through our neighborhood to feed us supper, the truck remained. When companies were offering to junk flooded vehicles for money, it stayed. When the towers from Country Companies hauled away my Malibu, the truck remained. When fall faded into winter, it was still there. When our truck got stuck in ice, it remained parked, unmoving, in a perfectly dry spot. When Josh and I went for a grocery run a few months ago, we noticed people moving it and were pleased. To our dismay, when we returned, it was back in its original stationary position. When someone stole the radio from our truck, it stayed, untouched. Finally, in February (five months post-flood) I called the city to complain. The truck remained.
Two days ago, an orange sticker finally appeared on its window. A police warning. Hope?
This morning, when I looked out our living room window...
It was finally gone.
Oh Happy Day!!!
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