So I really lucked out last night. While driving around the neighborhood today, I saw two metal poles that came down (they were already being repaired), and three trees down. My friend and I went down to the park to see how much the river rose, and it was still lapping over the railings and into the park.
You could see how far the water rose — there was a line of broken lumber and trash cutting a swath through the park. It looked like a tornado scene. But it didn’t come into my neighborhood, and that’s what I was afraid of.