ADVERTISEMENT

ADVERTISEMENT

Reader's view: Helpfulness during storm was most appreciated

I had the misfortune of being in Duluth the night of your storm-of-the-century flood. I peacefully slept through it, and in the morning started out for Manitoba, Canada, still unaware of the damage done to your city.

I had the misfortune of being in Duluth the night of your storm-of-the-century flood. I peacefully slept through it, and in the morning started out for Manitoba, Canada, still unaware of the damage done to your city.

My first problem showed up when I tried to enter the freeway. "Road closed, follow detour," a sign read. I missed the turn and ended up getting a firsthand view of some of the damage. Every route I needed to follow ended up being closed. The police tried to help me, but I still found my way blocked.

Finally, I had the good fortune of meeting Bill Fleischman at a service station way out on Superior Street. He got on a radio in his truck and found a circuitous route to Highway 53 North. He started drawing a map for me then said, "This is ridiculous; the roads may be closed when you get there." He then said, "Follow me; I'll take you there."

Half an hour later we shook hands and after four hours and five gallons of fuel I was going home. Bill said I might not make it by a creek that intersects 53 about 15 miles north. Fortunately, the creek was high, but not over the road.

My experience with your storm did not end there, though. Just past the creek I was forced to pull over by a rain storm. I could not see out my windshield with wipers on high, and then a strange hail storm hit me. Jagged pieces of clear ice dented my truck and broke the windshield of the 18-foot boat I was pulling.

ADVERTISEMENT

Wonderful people in Duluth took time to help me, especially Bill Fleischman. I am grateful.

Pat Summers

Whiteshell, Manitoba, Canada

What To Read Next