‘I Am One of You Forever’: A Love Letter to Western North Carolina
Dear family, friends, and former neighbors,
The rains that preceded Hurricane Helene, and the hurricane itself, have come and gone after dumping anywhere from 13 inches to over two feet of water on the towns, hills, and coves where you live. The floods that followed destroyed thousands of your homes and businesses, and killed more than 200 people in the Southeast, with hundreds more still missing. High winds together with the storm-soaked earth brought down countless trees, crushing cars and houses and leaving roads impassable. Many in the neighboring states of Georgia, South Carolina, Tennessee, and Virginia are suffering through this same nightmare.
From a good friend in a lovely neighborhood in South Asheville comes this description: "Asheville is devastated. Between the flooding and downed trees it looks like a war zone. We lost two cars in the driveway with tree damage but only minor gutter issue on the house itself. Fifty percent of the houses around us have tree damage (think 75–100 foot oak trees, 24–36 inch diameter trunks) falling on roofs."
"War zone" is a phrase I've heard repeated on the news and in the messages from my WNC correspondents, and the many videos and photos that have appeared online confirm that description. In Asheville, where I lived for 10 years, Helene demolished the thriving River Arts District and wrecked Biltmore Village. In Haywood County, my other home during the 33 years I lived among you, raising a family while operating a bookstore and a bed-and-breakfast in Waynesville, the scenario is much the same: tree-clogged roads, several people dead and many unaccounted for, and houses and mobile homes washed away.
Most of you have now regained cell service and power, yet many, especially you residents of Asheville, remain without tap water after more than a week. Schools are closed, medical services are severely limited, and a police officer whom I taught in high school reports that some looting has occurred.
One of my sisters who was preparing salads for a large luncheon before the storm hit finished making them, bagged them up, and delivered them to her neighbors.
The man who wrote me about the downed trees reports that a group of young men cleared block after block of street debris in the neighborhood where he lived.
A Weaverville man almost singlehandedly removed five feet of mud from the town's waste station. He worked 12 hours, took half an hour off to check on his family, and worked another 12-hour shift.
In that same town, a husband and wife who had a generator cooked food for several days for families living in a small nearby trailer park.
These are only a tiny fraction of the people who have come together, who have broken out chainsaws and pickup trucks to clear roadways, who have set up food and water stations, and who ask a question now common in communities throughout the mountains: "Do you need anything?"
Over the past week, the news and social media have spotlighted example after example of your good deeds large and small, from dramatic rescues to feeding the hungry. Some restaurants that survived the storm were serving free meals. Grocery and chain stores gave away bottled water and ice. In these reports, and from both the media and some of you writing to me, the phrase "neighbor helping neighbor" occurs again and again.
One correspondent wrote to my daughter, "I feel like I've woken up from a bad dream that won't go away. ... I'm thankful for community, people with grit and determination, citizens flying their own helicopters in from all over America to assist in rescue for people that still have had no assistance. ... Please keep praying. It's truly how we bring Heaven to earth, and that's what's needed most. Angels can be sent on the wings of our prayers to assist in ways that only the Father sees and knows."
The catastrophe you have undergone has, I am certain, abolished such antagonisms. When a man needs a drink of water or a family lacks food, you don't ask which candidate they're supporting for president.
When "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you" becomes a commonplace, as it has now among you, you're building bridges rather than walls. Don't let the media or any politician interfere with the good work you are doing.
For you whose lives have been torn asunder by Helene, that is my prayer in the days to come.
God be with you.
Views expressed in this are opinions of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of The Epoch Times.
