03/06/2020
Dear Nashville, family and friends,
Monday night our community was hit hard. I was laying down on the couch when the storm sirens started, and I thought nothing of it because they always go off in a storm. A friend called me to ask if she should be worried. I told her no, they always go off. About a minute later, the massive alert hit my phone saying to take cover now. As I stood up from my couch, and looked out my window, it was pure calm and silent. Lightning was every color of the rainbow. A few seconds from that the power went out, fire alarms going off. And then the sound of a freight train came. I made it to my kitchen staring out the windows as if the tornado was a poltergeist and I was frozen to move, just staring. My skin crawled with electricity. My body began to shake as the entire building did. It was on top of us. Shortly after my neighbor banged on my door saying we have to go now. We made it to the stair well and eventually the basement of our parking garage. Once it was over, I needed to run a few blocks down the street for a loved one. East Nashville is pitch black, debris covered, cars flipped, and people in panic. Everyone fire alarm, security alarm, emergency vehicle sounding in full force. It looked like a war zone and from a movie scene.
Once the morning light came was when it really actually processed we had been hit by a tornado, didn’t even comprehend what happened when it happened.
My community, devastated.
So with my story being said, how I want to contribute with what I can. Our community has lost so much, and are picking up what they can salvage. So Nashville, if you are finding your most cherished photographs of memories and family, damaged from the tornado. I want to offer to come pick them up from you and restore them for free.
You all deserve to have your memories of the past and not this one of the present.
Please email me, [email protected]
Let’s stick together, love my city.