Last night I was sitting in my chair reading on a stormy night. About 7:30pm the light flickered and a few seconds later the lights were out. It was pitch black as I sat in the chair knowing the flash light was on the table by the bed in the next room. I don't recall such blackness, not a glow of light anywhere. It was like having my eyes closed. I slowly made my way toward the bedroom with arms stretched out feeling for furniture and the walls. I made it to the bedroom door, then to the bed feeling my way to the bed side table where I turned on the flashlight. After lighting some candles my neighbors called to ask if my power was out as they had lost power also. Later we learned most of the northern portion of Douglas County was without power due to storm damage to the BPA transmission line to the north somewhere. After receiving some text messages about the situation I retired to bed thinking how unprepared I am for a long term power outage; dirty diches in the kitchen, have not started the generator in the last year, camp stove somewhere in the shop and way too dark to deal with any of it on a stormy dark night. My biggest fear--how would I ever make coffee in the morning? At 9:30 the lights came back on and I could rest easy knowing I would not have to boil water on the wood stove in the morning for that precious cup of coffee.
A collection of stories from the life of Michael Burke. He worked for the Forest Service in Alaska, California, and Oregon. He lives in Oakland, OR. His wonderful wife, Celia, passed in May of 2021
Sunday, January 14, 2024
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