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Tuesday, Dec. 28, 2004 @ 3:19 pm
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If a person has never actually seen something, yet they know it exists they can talk about it, and have knowldege about it, yet they can't truly completely appreciate it. People who live in warm climates and have never been up north may know what a blizzard is, and that -20 is very cold, and that it can be deadly. But having never experienced a real blizzard they don't fully understand or appreciate the raw power of one.

On our street maybe 3 or 4 blocks from where we live is one of the West Fargo watertowers. I would estimate this tower, like most is most likely about 100 feet tall or so. Well higher than even the deepest body of water in this state or between here and the Missisipi.

Living in a land locked state and not having ever had the fortune to visit any of the coastal states, I have never smelled or even seen the ocean. I know it exisits, I have read about the different oceans. I know about earthquakes and tsunamis, and now the basic geography and physics behind them. However I have never experienced either of them, so even though I know of them, I am not fully capable of wrapping my little land locked head around it. I can concieve of tsunami's and I can undertand the destructive power of an earthquake but I cannot fully wrap head around it, and really understand it.

The idea of a huge wall of water miles long and taller than the tallest house in our city, moving at hundreds of miles an hour, just exceeds my imagination. The idea of people just going about their daily business one minute and suddenly without warning being swept out to sea; houses, people, livestock and all the next sounds more like something one would read about in the Old Testament than hear about on the nightly news, or see on the front page of the newspaper. The idea of the ground suddenly shaking with enough force to move an entire island 100 feet and juggle an ocea the way one might juggle a full fish aquariam just blows my mind.

I can't even began to imagine what kind of chaotic hell it must be like in Thailand, India and the other places that were hit. The idea of not knowing if you parents, children, friends and other loved ones are alive or dead, or where they are or what happened to them. The idea of so many dead that there is no time for funerals or memorial services, or even in many cases individual burial. Mass graves of people who in some cases may never be identified. Lovers lost from each other forever, businesses that people built up gone, tourists and visitors from other countries trapped and in some cases also missing (including several Americans), people forced to watch helpless as loved ones are taken away from them. The magintude of the disaster boggles the mind. And even now it is a long way from over, food shortages, contaminated water supplies, millions of homeless, bodies decaying until somebody can deal with it, destroyed buildings and cars littering everywhere. Destruction almost better than what man could do. I get chills and want to cry just thinking about it. mothers, fathers, children, teenagers, poor people, rich people, working people, all classes, equal opportunity disaster.

I am also thinking about the town doctors who to my knowledge are still practicing in my hometown. They were brothers, who grew up in India and later practiced in Great Britian and Canada before settling in ND in the early to mid 80's. The oldest one had two sons, one who was two years ahead of me (and who has since gone on to medical school also), and one who was a couple years behind me (not sure what he went on to), the younger one had kids who were several years behind me. I can't for the life of me remember what part of India they were from, but I remember Bali (the oldest son) talking about monsoons and such so I believe they were close to the coast. I know they had relatives there, and I believe they used to go back go visit.

I am only hoping their family (and them) were spared. Back at my previous job, I worked with a really sweet girl, who's grandparents still lived in India and while we worked together she even went over to visit as her grandfather was not doing well healthwise. I only hope that her family also was not in one of the areas hit.

Just a few days ago, I was feeling sorry for us (Warren and me) because we don't have much for money and things aren't going so well right now, and it looks like I won't have internet access at home. But compared to what many are going thru in the world I have it pretty damn good. I have clean water, and food (creative meals maybe but we are hardly starving by any stretch), a clean (depending on defination) place to sleep, clean clothes, a job, electricity, and I know where all my loved ones are, and nobody I know or care about (hopefully) has been washed out to sea, or had thier lives destroyed by natural forces. Every so often one needs to have things put into perspective. I may not be able to fully appreciate and concieve of what happened, but I can still learn a lot from it.

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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

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