After the flood ... Where do you begin?
You fill out forms, meet with relief workers, make phone calls. And sometimes you cry.
RUSHFORD, MINN.It has been days since the flood waters receded, revealing the mess their lives have become.
The floors of their Victorian home in town were buckled, the walls ripped out at the knees, the basement filled with raw sewage. At their farm outside town, rivers tore 6-foot-deep gullies into fields, turned pastures into beaches, uprooted culverts, toppled fences and scattered cattle and sheep into surrounding forests and bluffs.
Hours of tedious meetings with Red Cross and FEMA workers led to, well, nothing. The kids were shipped to the Twin Cities with Grandma to recover and prepare for the start of school, even though they still have nowhere to live once school starts.
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