Okay, two words can now describe the Binghamton area. Water and Flood. I cannot believe how much rain we got between yesterday and today and the amount of water in our area was stagering. Heather and I both woke up to a state of emergency being issued for Broome County. We knew the rain had probably caused flooding, but we didn’t realize how sever until we watched the news. Then I went out back to the back of our property to see the river. And ironically, I could SEE the river. And oh, by the way, I’m not supposed to see the river!! It was getting close to the back of our property. It was starting to get up to the edge of the property line and if it climbed another 10 feet it was going to be in my back yard. And if it climbs another ten feet, then EVERYONE in the city of Binghamton was in trouble and under water. The water was still rising as I was watching it. That was the scary part. I urged Heather to have both of us call into work, but like she said, there was nothing we could do at home to help the situation. They may need our help at Wendy’s as we may be only several of the Wendy’s personnel that can actually get to the store. Well, Heather decided to come with me as she needed to talk to her boss. We both weren’t prepared to see what we saw on our way to work.
The Chenango River was EVERYWHERE! It took over the golf course on the other side of Route 12A, the driving range down the street, the miniature golf course, and flooded Northgate Speedway acrossed the street from Wendy’s. I was asked to be at work at 10 a.m. and we were hoping on the food by 11. It seemed odd to me that so many people were on the road, considering we were in a state of emergency, but I guess everyone needs food at some point in time. While we were working all sorts of weird rumors starting creaping into the store that we later found out to be true. The dam up at Beaver Creek gave way, some of the levees broke, the Washington Street bridge was wavering then buckled, the water was coming over the flood walls in the city, the towns of Conklin and Waverly were completely under water, Union Endicott High School football field was unrecognizable, and Owego was completely shut down. By 2 p.m., things seemed to be in a drastic situation in Wendy’s and we went from good to bad to worse rather quickly.
The water from the river was acrossed the street in the old Ames plaza when I first came into work. We noticed the water levels were rising all afternoon long, but soon we began to realize that the street was flooding and the water was coming not from the river but out of the storm sewers. At 2 p.m., we decided to close down to start getting employees home. We started a regular close (which I felt lost because I had never been trained to do any of this and it was only my second day on grill) and really started to clean down the store. by 4 p.m. we went from closing to we need to get everything out of the store. And when I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING!! We were loading food into trucks and transporting it to Main St., Vestal, and U.E. Wendy’s stores for storage. As we started on this, our manager, Cory suggested that our car be moved. When I looked at our car I noticed I wasn’t going to get in without flooding it, so I crawled in through the trunk. Luckily the car started and I managed to get it into the Ponderosa parking lot which was higher. The water was slowly creeping up to the front doors of the restaurant. Our local manager, district manager, and store owners were all on site barking out orders. After a while, they decided to sandbag and bring in pumps to start trying to excavate the water. We fought it off the best we could but the water kept rising. Heather and I continued to transport food to other places in the county and the more we did so, the more worried about our house we became. We took everything out. From buns, to meat, to condiments to the machines. We took out the grills, frosty machines, fryers, everything came out of the store and were stored in a tractor trailer. Then we began to sandbag again and tried to keep it all from coming in the store. Then the storm sewer on the other side of the store started to flood. We brought in a second pump and continued to fight to keep the store dry. We made some headway but it didn’t seem like much. Employees were starting to find out that they couldn’t make it home to their own homes or homes of loved-ones because there was no way to get there. Heather and I even offered to let one stay at our home. By 7 p.m., Heather and I finally had become so worried about our home, that we insisted that we wanted to leave and make sure it was okay.
We left and came home and all of my prayers were answered. Our house was still there, we didnt’ have any water even in our back yard, and the river was only starting to climb the bank still, but was nowhere near the house. We hadn’t thought about dinner yet, and I didn’t have a break from the day yet, so we decided to head back to Giant to get some food for Sloppy Joe’s and some fruit and water to drink. On our way, we called my mom and dad to let them know we were okay and Heather’s parents to let them know that we were okay. As we left the Giant parking lot, we noticed that they were still working at Wendy’s, so we went back to the store to see if headway was being made. We were both surprised to find out that they were making headway on the water. It was starting to back away from the back door and it looked like things were starting to get under control. Corey walked around getting phone numbers and hours people could work for tommorrow in case they were opening to get the store back together. We also noticed our pastor, who is friends with the store owner, was there with his family helping to sandbag the store. We helped set up some more sand bags and then I begged Heather to go home because I was exhausted.
We got home and made dinner at 8:30 at night and ate it at 9 p.m. It was a long day and we had to wait for the Wendy’s employee to show up to the house. She showed up around 10 p.m. and we all ate some fruit and talked about the day and then headed to bed. I don’t think I’ve ever slept so sound in my life! Now the fear for tommorrow is getting everything back to where it needed to be.
Okay, so now that you all know about the tragedies in Binghamton, time to talk about Chapter 21 of “Star Wars:Rogue Planet” by Greg Bears…..
Chapter 21: It was a client celebration day on Middle Distance and many Sekotans were milling about for the festivities. Obi-Wan sensed a revitalized people amongst all of this. Anakin looked at the river below and hoped to ride a raft on it, but was warned that no one had because it was too dangerous. They were informed they had ten minutes before arrival and Obi-Wan said he would like to know more about the procedures, but got a response from Gann that avoided the question. When they arrived, they met a female Ferroan named Sheekla Farrs who was a grower and daughter of firsts. She told Obi-Wan that they would meet their seed parnters and would then go into ship design with her husband, Shappa. They entered Far Distance and Sheekla explained that this is where seed partners and owners meet. Sheekla says they will experience what the Magister did when he first landed on Zonoma and became aware of the Sekot. Anakin asked who the Magister was and Sheekla said he was the spiritual leader, and founder of Middle Distance. They entered a tunnel where Farrs informed them that seedling come from potentium. Anakin asks Obi-Wan about that word. Obi-Wan remembered of Jedi who believed in the Potentium, a controversial view of The Force, but were banished from the order. As they entered the courtyard, many watched their entrance. They were all singing the same song as Anakin and Obi-Wan were decorated with sashes. A man came and greeted them when Farrs suggested an offering to the Potentium. Anakin handed the money to Obi-Wan who gave it to the Ferran who responds by saying he is optimistic.