A few years ago I wrote a Monday Diary about a horrendous trip I took from PA to Ohio entitled, "PA Is All Wet." If you desire a refresher you may find it HERE. Basically it was about the fog, torrential rain, standing water, and hail that I went through to get a painting of St. Sebastian by Eric Armusik to St. Sebastian Parish.
Two weeks ago I was in New York with my sister and we took a side trip on the way home to pick up some new paintings from Mr. Armusik: most importantly, one of St. Julie Billiart that will be in the new school. So we loaded up the car and contemplated going home the same way I had last time.
So we are driving along and - you can ask my sister - this happened:
Then we see these light up signs that say, "Danger: limited sight distance." No kidding.
It wasn't quite as bad as last time but it was still harrowing. But PA was not going to give up without a fight. Storm warning signs came up next and then the rain started. There needs to be another name for this rain. It wasn't nice, water your garden rain. This was I HATE YOU AND PLAN ON WIPING YOU OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH rain. It was rain with a vengeance.
A couple of times I hydroplaned and so slowed way, way down. It was obvious that we were going to be very late getting back now and I was supposed to meet a fellow priest and so had my sister text him and say that I was going to be late. He texted back:
So we are going a long, already tense, when the phone makes that loud jarring sound that it makes when it about to give an Amber Alert. We jump and yell. Then I ask my sister. . .