Pat Shingleton: "Emily and Bermuda..."
On September 26, 1987, I was in Bermuda, accompanying my wife on an advertising conference. Three members of our family made the trip, including our “soon-to-be-born-by-four-months” daughter, Katie. Her brother Michael didn't desire to make the trip, he was two-years-old. Also visiting Bermuda during this trip was a tropical storm bearing the name of Emily. There are plenty of Emilys in my wife’s family. Her mother was Emily Lou, her sister is Emily and our niece and Godmother of our son Michael is Emily Nell. There are many chapters in the family registry about “our” Emilys and the storm that hit Bermuda that afternoon was Tropical Storm Emily,with upgraded winds of 85 mile-per-hour winds and its designation as a hurricane. Concerned for my wife's safety, I encouraged her to remain with her group in a secure interior room. Tropical Storm force winds blasted the front lobby of the hotel that was located on a bluff. Broken glass covered the entryway as I alerted the hotel staff that a second punch was expected as the "other flank" of the system moved in, following the calm of the eye wall. As all weathermen would do, I watched the storm from a pub in the hotel, enjoying a couple of pints. Unfortunately it toppled numerous trees to the adjacent golf course creating tricky play the day after...
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