Its still bad.
There were more ice jams last night farther down the river here, less than a mile to be exact. More people had to be evacuated. It reminds me a lot of last year when my house was flooded and I lost everything. I think if I had a drug problem at that time, I would of ended up in drug rehab for how depressed I had gotten. It seems losing so much of your life is a hard pill to swallow all at once. Its a memory that if forever embedded into my head.
Imagine opening up the door to go to your basement and seeing water halfway up the stairs. And seeing all your stuff just floating around. I have the pictures from that day, and all my stuff outside in the yard all damaged. Well not damaged but ruined. So now I have a new frame of mind, I promise to help anyone I can who has been affected by a tragic loss such as a flood.