Chapter 1, It was in January of 1937 that the rain started. Before the end of February of that year 18 inches of water would drop from the heavens and leave people destitute and homeless. Property was damaged, homes were lost, and death claimed countless lives. One woman in the face of adversity survived to tell her story.
Prologue to the Flood of 1937 a Story of Bravery
It was in January of 1937 that the rain started. Before the end of February of that year 18 inches of water would drop from the heavens and leave people destitute and homeless. Property was damaged, homes were lost, livestock perished and death claimed countless lives.
It rained that winter in Western Kentucky and other parts of the United States. The sky opened wide and began to send an endless stream of freezing water down on them. As it rained the river began to change. The people watched in horror as the already inflated giant began to expand and cover what had once been farm land. Water snaked its way across what was once dry land and began to consume everything in its path. Those who lived along the waterway started a slow evacuation of homes and businesses.
Rose Smith along with countless others refused to leave her home. This was where she planned to live out the last of her days. Her parents had migrated here from the east when she was but a child and built the home with hard work and love. She was not about to let a little water drive her from her home.
Contained here in this tale of travesty and despair lies the true resiliency of the human spirit and how sometimes even in the darkest of times light can still break through.
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