im down here for weeks just wondering if ne body off the board was around here?
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im down here for weeks just wondering if ne body off the board was around here?
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(ULuze2 @ Apr 18 2007, 07:09 PM) [snapback]90436[/snapback]</div>I am from there. My business partner owns Pawn Express in Enterprise. My parents are Aircraft mechanics at Rucker. Hell even my idiot brother is an Aircraft mechanic. I spent most of my life there it is home to me. Wish I was home this weekend we'd have to race. Cruise around Enterprise near big lots and Dairy queen on Friday or Sat night. There are some die hard car nuts that like to race. Also Sonic in Enterprise has a car show some times.... . . .Not much there other than that. No decent clubs at all. Panama City is 1.5 hrs away and Club Lavela is always Hoppin.Quote:
im down here for weeks just wondering if ne body off the board was around here?
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Have any questions PM me I will glad to talk about the place.
Oh need a mechanic there is only one good one there now. Dack Auto service. Mark there has worked on
1000 horsepower LS1 camaro.
I know this is off topic, but how is the rebuilding process going in Enterprise Zeake?
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Weird_guy @ Apr 18 2007, 09:09 PM) [snapback]90467[/snapback]</div>I am really not sure. The short time I was there last week I did not get to see any of the damage. Schools is going ok I think. Thanks for asking.Quote:
I know this is off topic, but how is the rebuilding process going in Enterprise Zeake?
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cool i dont have my truck down here we have been subed out and we are doing some piping down at lister hospital and very bored at night so send a pm and well go goof off at a bar or some thing
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(ULuze2 @ Apr 19 2007, 01:14 PM) [snapback]90572[/snapback]</div>I would but I am in Lagrange Georgia a little too far. . . . . Boredom is something that there is plenty of there sorry .. . . . . .Quote:
cool i dont have my truck down here we have been subed out and we are doing some piping down at lister hospital and very bored at night so send a pm and well go goof off at a bar or some thing
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Lister sucks by the way. The museum is kool . . .. . for a minute.
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Weird_guy @ Apr 18 2007, 09:09 PM) [snapback]90467[/snapback]</div>Way off thread topic but it pertains to Ft Rucker/EnterpriseQuote:
I know this is off topic, but how is the rebuilding process going in Enterprise Zeake?
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Thoughts on 3-1-07, letter from a teacher at EHS Please take the time to read this from someone that survived the tornado
in Enterprise. This is an eye opener and will make you very thankful. This letter is from a teacher (Amy Covington) at EHS--pay close
attention to the end of the letter where she recounts what actually went on in the building during the tornado, doors ripped off hinges etc---
It will make you realize the power of such a force and hopefully help everyone understand how to take cover during such an event and protect
your children. She just wrote this letter today, Apr. 2,2007 and it has circulated this fast!
Hello,
Hope all of you are well. I wanted to write and try to answer some of the questions you have asked over the past few weeks. Please forgive me
for being so slow to respond. My schedule is CRAZY now and trying to find the time to write has been hard.Let me begin by saying how much
I appreciate all of your thoughts and prayers. I don't know how I've survived the past 4 weeks, except that the Lord has heard you, and He's
helping me every step of the way. Michele had given me a copy of the Casting Crowns CD with "Praise You in the Storm"on it. That has become my
anthem, if not for this whole town. It was played at the funerals, and is referred to daily. If you don't know the song, I wish you would seek it out.
It really captures what I feel each day as I remember and try to move forward. I go to work at 10 and leave at 5:45. Classes begin at 12:30 and end at
5;30. Instead of meeting for 92 minutes, we now meet 68 minutes. That's for Mon.-Thurs. On Fridays we go 8:00-12:30. Looks like our schedule will
be similar to this for 2 more years, possibly 3. We know we will extend the day by 30 minutes next fall, and Fridays will be a full day. That will be
possible since EOCC (the jr. college) doesn't have Friday classes. I move to 3 different buildings during the day. My office is now a rolling briefcase.
We had a block schedule (4 classes) and we haven't changed our classes, but some are now combined to help with the shortage of rooms.
(Team teaching with 70 kids - ugh!!) At EHS we operated out of 80+ rooms. At EOCC we only have about 40. Within the next few weeks the
vocational education classes will get portables or a new meeting place off the campus in order to continue with their programs. The faculty has to
report to work by 10, but we can't do much because we don't have a room to work in other than the multi purpose room (banquet room). Four special ed
classes have to meet in that room when school begins - you can imagine how difficult that is for those students. We are supposed to have trailers for our
work room soon. They expect us to continue using STI (state computer grading and attendance program), but we can only access it from the library and two
other classrooms. Those who salvaged their laptops are in good shape as they now have wireless hook up in the multi-purpose room. Most of us do our work
at home. (We grumble at being on campus when we could be working at home until 12). The students are not allowed to enter any buildings until 12:23
because we have no way of supervising them now. The campus is so spread out they could get away with anything! Thankfully, they've been pretty
good. But, the temperature is rising and that means clothing is getting skimpier!!! Spring is in the air, and you know what that does to teenage hormones! We
don't have bells or intercom. However, thanks to Nextel, each instructor, employee (100+) has a phone with walkie-talkie capability only.
We will have to wear this on our person every day for the remainder of this situation so Mr.Rainer can reach us about severe weather, fire, etc. We
must keep our watches synchronized to his so we can dismiss on time. Most of the students are in good spirits. They love the laid back schedule.
They are enjoying the good weather, sleeping late, etc. Teachers on the other hand are pulling a double shift. We still do all that we've always done, minus
the resources and equipment we were used too, plus we still have to be moms and housewives. The hours are killing us. My typical day starts at 5:30 and ends
just before midnight. It's so hard to get Ellie and David settled down in the evening now. Every mom I work with is having the same problem.
I don't get to go to ballet with Ellie now. Other moms are missing soccer games and tee-ball. That's the hardest pill to swallow. Two years of this? Maybe three?
After much debate in Montgomery, our system has been given 32 million to rebuild our school and Hillcrest elementary. Estimates on insurance are around
30 million, maybe 10 from FEMA. We will not have to pay back the 32 million from the state. We don't know when a decision will be made on where to build the
school. Most of us hope for a new location. We were land-locked where we were before. A fresh start would do a lot for our mental and emotional state. We've
been told the architect won't have definite plans until Jan. 2008, bidding in the spring, possible construction by Aug. of 2008.
Please pray that we will get started sooner than that. No word yet on where
the elementary students from Hillcrest will go.Most think they will be sent to the brand new Early Education Center (Ellie would have been in
the first class to go there next Aug.) since the building is nearly ready. The problem is, it wouldn't hold all of the elementary students, and it was
built with a kindergartener's body size in mind: lots of little potties! Of course, plumbing can be changed, if need be. I've been told by one of the
assitant supt. that the elementary kids will be back on an 8-3 schedule next year. Of course, for me, that means I'll say good-bye to Ellie at 7:30
and not see her again until after 6 pm. It is ripping me apart. Most of you know I chose to be a teacher so I could have the same schedule as my
children. I'm hoping that we'll be able to use the kindercollege in the late afternoons as a daycare for elementary students. I've presented a plan to the
kindercollege director (also a school board member) and she presented it to the board. They were very receptive.We'll see what we can do. The school
will have to be bull dozed. Some structures that look ok and are fine at the moment, will be rendered unsafe once the demolition begins. I wish you all could
see it in person. The pictures will never capture the destruction like being there. To see cinderblock reduced to dust in the hallways, covered in bits and pieces
of metal and glass, pine tree branches here and there - it's just unbelievable. Shannon Bridges is doing very well. She tires easily and continues to use oxygen.
She won't return this year. Maybe next year. I don't know how she'll feel once the baby, John Edward, gets here in August. John Logan is hobbling along.
He has some nerve and muscle damage that will require longer to heal than thought at first. He has a "pimp daddy" walking cane that the students love to tease
him about. Kris Bowdin isn't doing well. Continue to pray for him. His vertabrae were broken and he already had serious hip problems. Mentally and emotionally
he seems to be the worst now. He hasn't been at work since we returned to EOCC. He's on a lot of medication. Most of the students who were injured are getting
around well. Everyone is so excited about the prom this Thursday night. If you are a fan of the Food Network you'll be pleased to know that Rachel Ray will
be doing the prom dinner for the senior class and our school will be featured on her show. I had the chance to go, but I passed.
I was hoping for Paula Dean! Rachel Ray contacted the school and made the offer to do this for free, so the sr. sponsors
ran with it. She will also do the appetizers at the dance later that night. Of course, jrs. and sophmores are grumbling that no one will do
anything for them, boo-hoo! Drama - it's what high school is about!!!! Our show choir, the Encores, won at National competition in Nashville
and were given $10,000 by other choirs to help in the relief effort. Schools from all over have sent supplies and money. Thank you, thank
you, thank you!!!! We appreciate it all. Over the past week I finally got the courage to ask the questions I needed to ask. I spoke to the
teachers who were on 3rd hall with the students who died. Katie Strunk did not stand up in fear as some said, she was pulled up, sucked up,
by the tornado. Everyone on that hall and 4th hall felt their bodies being pulled. All of the students died as the wall and ceiling fell. No one
believes that they lingered for an hour or more as some students have said. I spoke with the teacher who had to identify the bodies and she
confirmed death came instantly. At Hillcrest Elementary the teachers had to lay on the students to prevent them from being sucked towards the doors.
The force was that great. One teacher at EHS on 4th hall kept her eyes open and said it was like being underwater, watching things float by.
She saw her locked class room door pulled off of the hinges, turn over and sail down the hallway like a magic carpet. It's a wonder it didn't hit anyone.
As I said before, I prayed for my life during the time the tornado was over us. My mouth was filled with grit as a result. Because my mouth was
open, my ears didn't pop like many others did. The chemistry teacher actually shouted to his students to open their mouths as it approached!
Here's how it happened. I was at the windows seeing the bus drivers run into the building at the back of the school. I panicked, knowing it
must be coming, and ran to Mark Edgar's students seated behind his classroom wall. I heard the weather man saying it was headed toward our airport. I
shouted to the kids to get ready. The lights flickered. I ran to get in the corner with Mark's class. I was turned with my head toward the wall, kinda
sideways. The students had their backs to the wall, feet in, head tucked down. I was holding onto one of his students, out of pure fear.
I began thinking, "This can't be happening. Tornados don't hit schools. I can't die like this. I AM going to die like this." Then I began to call to the Lord
and I prayed and prayed and prayed. I could hear the roof being hit, the coldest wind came through the hall, and then the metal doors being sucked shut,
glass shattering, and something like an explosion outside the building. (We think it may have been something slamming into the building - car or telephone pole)
I kept thinking the drink machine behind me would fall on top of me. I couldn't look. I kept my eyes closed. I kept calling to Jesus. I could hear the
students calling for their mamas, crying ,screaming, praying like me. It felt like rocks and glass pelting my back. I didn't hear the train, I heard a jet at take
off. My hair was blowing. I could tell the roof was being torn off. Then it stopped. When I stood, everything was gone on the end of the hall. There wasn't
a building, just the rubble. We checked to make sure the students were ok. I walked around the corner and couldn't see any students or teachers in what
was the science wing. I screamed to Mark that it was gone. He pulled the metal doors open to get back into the main hallway and get help. I sat with a
pregnant student, trying to calm her. Within a minute we were getting out of the building and emergency personnel were everywhere. It was a war zone.
No cars could be saved - they were shattered, covered in debris. Telephone poles were everywhere. We could smell gas, so we walked toward the
street and up to Hillcrest Baptist. That's where we waited until our families could find us. Sam knew I was ok within 5 minutes. Thank goodness for cell phones.
Forgive me for the rambling, but the more I tell it, the better I feel. I'm sleeping better and starting to sort through the whys of it all. the fear I felt during those
few seconds was the most horrifying thing you can imagine. To know that you might not survive it, and the joy upon knowing you and your loved ones did
survive, is indescribeable. The pain of watching a mother search for her daughter in the crowd of students and then learning she was already in Heaven - that
never leaves you. What I and the others at school have experienced and suffered is so little to what those 8 families have had to face. However, they have
been remarkable and inspirational. Mikey Tompkins father came and spoke to us Friday. He thanked us for what we did, for saving other lives. He said he
is grateful that only eight were called Home that day because after seeing the building, he doesn't know how anyone survived it. The same can be said for all
those who rode it out in their bathtubs and hallways at home. The people next door to Mama were pushed out into their carport as the house blew away over
them. How did they survive? Thanks for letting me ramble. Thanks for caring and offering to help me, Mama, Daddy, and EHS in all the ways you have.
I will be enternally grateful.
Love to you all, Amy
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