I wrote this on 12/14/2018 the day we tore down our house. Here is a picture of what she looked like in the hurricane.
As I took my shower this morning I realized that it was the last shower I would ever take in this house. Just like last night was the last time I would spend the night in the house. Today her heart is getting ripped out, JEA is going to disconnect her power. Monday she will be torn apart and removed from the property where she has sat since 1972. Families have grown up here, memories have been made, but now they will be all we have as the house will be gone. She was a container for our lives since 1995. She sheltered us through storms, my aneurysm, strife, pain and a host of memorable and magical moments. We spent 22 years renovating her and turning her into our dream home. We spent the last year plotting her replacement and her destruction. I am profoundly sad. I look around and realize that each thing left here will be gone. Today was the last shower, but I still squeegeed the shower door so it would be clean. Why did I do that, because I respect the house. She has given all she could and now she is leaving. I will miss you house, but I will never forget you.
Here is a video of the house being torn down. I peformed the music.