Woke up this morning to voicemail from Ken Leverington. University of Arkansas was closed. There had been freezing rain all night, and everything was covered with ice – trees, bushes, the roads, power lines. All day long there was nothing but cold, miserable freezing rain.
The electricity went out for a few minutes that morning, but came back on. The electricty went out permanently around 12:30 p.m. We stayed bundled up, checking on our neighbors, and just stayed inside the house as much as possible. My head and arm was still aching, and Jill had to take the dogs out. Whenever she came back inside, she was soaking wet and cold. At least we had a gas-powered water heater, so we could take hot showers.
I found an old push-button telephone – at least we could use our landline in case the cell phones died.
I took lots of photographs from inside of the house. The giant maple tree behind us started falling – limbs breaking and falling over the power lines. Our wood pile was completely covered from the limbs, and our crape myrtles were smashed.
It was about to get dark, so we found our candles, and our L.E.D. lights and setup camp in the living room. We started a nice fire, cooked some bratwursts, and went to bed early (around 9:30 p.m.).






