schlepporello wrote:Protect your water pipes, Rick!
Hey, I live in Virginia, remember? I talked with my folks in Houston this evening, and they were giddy with excitement (in their 70's) because of the snow.
Up here, houses are designed for it. My outside faucets have cut-off valves inside the house, and none of the pipes go through external walls. Reports of burst pipes here are quite rare.
It reminds me of when I lived in an apartment in Austin, Texas. I was working for the Texas Highway Department. This was 1983--The Fell Winter of 1983-84. Over Christmas, when I was visiting in Houston, the pipes in my apartment froze (my idiot neighbors had turned off their heat when they left town). Everything I owned got soaked and much of it was ruined.
I got a phone call in Houston early on the morning after Christmas, from a lady whose voice I did not recognize. In my still-sleeping fog, I heard her say "This is Joyce from the Highway Department, and the pipes have burst, causing a flood..." I'm thinking, so why call me? I was two years out of school and in charge of nothing.
But then my brain caught up with my ears as I woke up, and it dawned on me that what she had said was, "This is Joyce from the Highwood Apartments..."
I knew it was bad when I drove up that afternoon, and there was a two-inch-thick sheet of ice flowing out the front of my apartment, across 50 feet of grass, and then across all four lanes of Great Hills Trail, causing somewhat of a traffic hazard. It was 9 degrees.
It's been a while since that part of Texas has had a winter like that run in the late 70's and early 80's.
Rick "Hey, merry Christmas!" Denney