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It was a quiet afternoon in the office as we prepared to put out the Christmas edition of The Columbian-Progress that day. What happened not long after lunch on Dec. 23, 2014, changed Columbia and me forever.
At 2:22 p.m., moments after tornado warnings had been issued, an EF-3 tornado touched down in the heart of our community.
Now into my third month in town, I feel like I’m officially a Columbian: I had my first documented encounter with a white squirrel.
My wife and I had spotted one scampering alongside our driveway several times when we arrived home, but we didn’t know the story and thought it was just an albino.
The devastation Hurricane Harvey has caused all over south Texas brings me to a dark place. Twelve years ago when Hurricane Katrina hit, I was living in Slidell, La., and I was one of the lucky ones. While the majority of the houses and businesses in Slidell were destroyed and flooded, my family’s home was untouched.