September 6
He had come to help my dad repair the front porch but now Papa felt he had to go home. Dad reluctantly drove ‘Papa’ to the bus station in Proivdence.
The next day the deadly hurricane of 1938 hit the Rhode Island coast. All the phone lines were down so dad drove to Tiverton only to find the bridge to Portsmouth was gone. He rented a boat. On Papa’s road all the houses were crushed or gone, except one. Papa had boarded up the windows and all were safe.
What had urged my grandfather to return home? He didn’t try to explain it.
“Whoever listens to me will dwell safely, and will be secure without fear of evil.”
(Proverbs 1:33)
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