Twenty-seven years ago on April 1st, the Pleasant River in Milo, Maine flooded. My Father's brother Scott Russell, who is not deceased, house flooded to six inches just below the ceiling of the first floor. When flooding first occurred, my uncle and his wife tried to rescue everything they could, including a TV and a couch and brought it up to the second floor. By the time they came back downstairs, they had to swim through the water to get out of the house. Not only did they have to swim, they had to wade through water that was saturated with heating oil. The basement was completely filled with water so it made the oil tank flip over and broke all of the oil lines. My parents, together at the time, helped my uncle gut out the house afterwards for over a month. The house was later repaired and they moved back in.
I choose to write about this event in my family because I never got to meet my Uncle Scott. I was sitting in my kitchen today and my Dad started talking about this event and I found it interesting. That same year, my uncle tragically died in a car accident. So I guess the month of April and the year 1987 is a really sad year for my Dad and his family.
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