family, knitting, living

Iowa City

Hello to the few who read this blog.  Contrary to the title of this post, I am not writing from Iowa City.  I am writing from the porch of our new house in Nashville.  More on that later.  I hate to taint such a good thing with the grim news of Iowa City.

I am not sure that “grim” is the right word for Iowa City.  There is actually nothing grim about Iowa City 99% of the time (even in the winter).  The people are friendly and the city is full of fun things to do.  The grim comes in during the last two weeks of waiting for the flood, worrying about the flood, the coming of the flood and now the clean up of the flood. 

HH went up this past Saturday after getting the word from a friend that it looked like there was less than a foot of water left in our apartment.  When we loaded up to come back to Nashville, we intentionally left enough stuff for HH to live while he finishes his last yer in Grad School.   We left a mattress and the trappings for sleeping comfortably, the kitchenette, two upholstered chairs, a desk, bookshelves and a ton of his art reference books.  In addition to the intentional stuff, we left my favourite rocker, my favourite wood carving, my sewing machine, his sketch books (the last ten years worth) and a huge sculpture of a “my little pony” that his friend had made of insulation foam and plaster. 

Our upstairs neighbor called the day before the flooding to let us know it appeared to be imminent and to offer to move some stuff.  So, we had the property manager let him in and he was able to throw the books up on the loft, the mattress and the wood carving.  These things did not get wet from the flood, but did get very damp from the humidity.  HH and Matthew spent two days pulling things out of there and taking them to Matthew and Erin’s house to dry in the sun.  We lost a lot of stuff, but we were so lucky.  That carving was a piece his dad brought back from India and is precious to us both.  The sketchbooks represent so much of HH that I would be sick if they were gone and the art books are expensive.  So, all in all, we are lucky.  Additionally, we happened to have moved the weekend before all of this happened.  We were moving to our new home and took most of our things.  Also, our family did not have to be there, scared and uncertain about what would happen.  Grey has been so concerned about everyone we know.  I can’t imagine how devastated she would be if she actually saw it.

So, while we lost a few things, we could have lost so much more.  Our family is safe and happy and our new house is intact.  We are blessed. 

Please prey for those in Iowa City who have lost so much.  If there is anything you can do to help those devastated by the flood, please do so through the local Red Cross.  

5 responses

  1. Amy S.

    You don’t know how worried we’ve been about you! I’m so glad it wasn’t as bad for you as it could have been. What’s Henry hearing about the fall semester? I’m so concerned about what this all means for the arts at Iowa, overall.

    Stay safe, and give the girls a hug from us! We miss you. But we’re so glad you’re high and dry!!

    June 23, 2008 at 2:14 pm

  2. slippingthroughmyfingers

    Thanks so much. I hate to have worried you. We have just been crazy. Henry’s studio and his sculpture did not fair as well as the apartment. Pretty much all of his work of the last two years is gone. We still have no idea what will happen this next school year. We miss you too! Dianne

    June 24, 2008 at 1:38 am

  3. Hi, Dianne,
    I am relieved to hear that Henry’s notebooks were saved, as well as art books and a favorite art object. The cleanup is going on in all buildings on the arts campus, and people are working hard in the affected neighborhoods and along the Coralville strip. Lower City Park is still submerged. It will be a long time before things are back to normal, but at least Iowa City is quite functional in the sense that people are not acting crazy, but instead are helping each other in all kinds of good ways.

    June 24, 2008 at 10:45 am

  4. Kendra

    Becca had told me that you were moving into a house in Nashville, but I wondered about Henry. I knew that he wasn’t finished with school yet. I releived to hear things were not as bad as they could have been for your family. I agree that the timing of your move was a blessing for the girls. I cannot begin to imagine what everyone there is going through.

    June 24, 2008 at 7:56 pm

  5. Anne R.

    To echo the others, I’m glad to hear of your move as I know exactly how bad a location your apt. is in vis a vis the flooding. I was relieved to read others’ comments to your previous posts that mentioned an upcoming move and so I just chose to believe you were out of harm’s way. I’m sorry that Henry will have to deal with the repercussions with the rest of the arts campus, but it sounds like your story could be labeled “could be worse.” Have a marvelous time in Nashvegas–I love Nashville!! 🙂 Anne R. P.S. Have been thinking of you as I start on my very first sweater. So far it’s been fun but I’m going to have to rip it out and start over again. I’m learning I’m a “process” knitter, happy to knit no matter what the result, so I’m a happy camper.

    June 26, 2008 at 12:09 pm