A Traveler and his Cat exploring America.

Wednesday, October 19, 2022

Survivor Street


Greensburg, Kansas

As I was making my way back to Kansas Ave. I came upon this house on a corner lot.  I wondered if it was original and had survived the tornado.  It was hard to tell.  
Maybe the homeowner just didn’t take care of his rebuilt home.

I turned onto the street to look at the neighbor’s house.  
This was better cared for yet I couldn’t be sure if it was original or a rebuild.

The next house cleared it up for me.  I was sure this wasn’t a rebuild, but original.
I had found a survivor of the tornado.

The house has a new roof as did the other two, but was boarded up now.  Had the Irvins survived, continued to live in their home and now its just simply a matter that they have passed away and the home remains vacant?  That’s how my mind works.

The Irvins’ neighbor, definitely an original home.

Across the street was a rebuild, or maybe just a remodel of the original.
To the left was an original home.

So where was I?  I took a photo of the street sign.  It was then it set in with me...
This was the first street sign I had seen on my walk through the residential section of town.

If you look in the upper right corner of this satellite view you can see Florida Ave.
Notice all the trees in those city blocks and below.
This corner of Greensburg sustained a lot less damage from the tornado.

- comment reply -
Yes Jackie, I bet that is why the foundation was covered...a basement.
I grew up in the land of no basement houses so it never occurred to me.


Barbara R. said...

Interesting to walk about in a town that's got so many new structures, among the old!

Ellen D. said...

After a huge storm like that, it is always amazing to see what has been spared.

Debby said...

Can you imagine how it felt to be the Irvins? (And that corner of Greensburg?) Your town has been virtually wiped from the map, yet somehow, you were spared.

Reading about the tornado, (your blog sends me off on so many tangents!) it really is amazing that only 11 people were killed. The storm was devastating.

Kathe said...

We all had basements in ND. That was where your coal was delivered and your furnace lived along with Mom's canning and preserves, potato harvest and washing machine. I remember a metal opening on the foundation that lifted up and out. The coal delivery truck would back up and extend a shoot into the opening. It was connected to a shoot in our coal room. I remember seeing huge pieces of shiny coal from the petroleum it was sprayed with, tumbling down that shoot making a huge racket. We kids took a big coal shovel and tried to move it out of the way so the shoot wouldn't clog up. Filthy work. We had a huge furnace Dad had to keep stoked all night. Mom and Dad were so excited when we got an auger. I remember stealing a headband as a little girl and feeling so scared and guilty. I opened the heavy metal door on the furnace and threw it in and watched it burn. It was dark blue velvet and so beautiful. But stolen. I carried coal up from my grandmother's basement every day all winter. She paid me $5 and I thought I was RICH! Penny candy, here I come!

Debby said...
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Debby said...

Sorry. What wonderful remembrances. Except for the headband, I suppose.