|Wood Plank Bridge|
My grandmother had arrived at the base to take us home just as we were being driven away. My poor grandmother and father went into a panic trying to find us. It took them until the next morning to find us partly because the military kept moving us about. Thankfully, the hurricane turned northward and on the 14th it hit the Outer Banks.
I just love the first home I lived in. This adorable little cottage that sat on my grandparents property still exists today minus the front screened-in-porch. I think I feel like Abe Lincoln.