Do you remember what you were doing on August 24, 1992?

If you lived in Miami Springs, you were checking on family, cleaning up the mess, and later in the day, realizing how lucky you were.

August 23, 1992 was a beautiful day in Miami Springs.  It was hot, but it wasn’t rainy, and you were able to take the full day to prepare the home for what was coming.

Shortly before midnight, I remember stepping outside to view the sky.  It was a beautiful night.  There was a slight breeze as I could see cloud formations that were moving swiftly from the east.  It was the outer edge of the storm to come.

At about 4 or 5 in the morning, I awoke to hear a roar of wind I hope I never hear again.  The power was clearly off, and you immediately noticed how warm it was inside the house.  It was muggy as the air conditioner was no longer reducing the humidity.

I stepped out of the room quietly to not disturb anyone (as if it mattered with the roar outside).  I had to sneak into my parents’ bathroom as the German Shepherd (who normally slept outside) had surely made a mess spending the night in the main bathroom.  To my surprise, my folks were awake, glued to the battery operated TV, watching the news broadcast.  I did my thing and crashed back in my bed and fell asleep, naively unaware of the true power of a hurricane and what could have happened if the storm had not jogged south at the last minute.

A few hours later, we were outside of the Wren Avenue home, looking at minor damages. A few small trees had fallen in our house, but no serious structural damage.  There were lots of bigger trees that had fallen down along the street and behind our home.  We were lucky, but hadn’t realized HOW lucky, yet.

After spending the morning raising the awnings so we could open the windows, my father headed out to a County Heavy Equipment Shop he managed.  It was located across the street from Cutler Ridge Mall.

My brother and I spent the day raking up the yard and cleaning up the mess.  We were putting things back in their place and generally getting everything back to normal.

As you know, cell phone usage had not become as pervasive in the early 90s as it is today.  Hours and hours had passed and my brother and I hadn’t heard or seen my parents.  In the late afternoon, my parents finally arrived back home after their visit to Cutler Ridge.

That’s when we learned how truly lucky we were.

They returned home shell shocked.  They couldn’t believe how bad it really was in South Dade.

As my father explained, there were no signs on the highway.  None.  Complete buildings were gone.  Vehicles were thrown around like a game of 52 pickup.

Fortunately, the county facilities were built to an extremely high standard and his shop survived with just minor damages.  In fact, the facility was part of the South Dade Government Center and it became the center of relief efforts.

During the initial days of the South Florida relief efforts, the only forklift available to pull out supplies from the tractor trailers was from my father’s county shop.  On multiple nights, he’d head out of Miami Springs after the mandatory curfew (albeit in the county van) to head to South Dade to pull out supplies as they arrived.

I had the opportunity to head out with my brother and father to help pull the supplies off the tractors.  We’d tie a chain from the forklift to the pallets to pull the each pallet towards the rear of the tractor.  Then the forklift could access the pallet and unload it to an awaiting group of volunteers who were helping out.

Even Dan Marino and Jim Jensen of the Miami Dolphins showed up to bring attention to the needs of the people in South Dade.

As you know, it took decades for Homestead to recover.  And recover it did.  Today the Homestead area is far bigger, more prosperous, and far more populated than it was back in 1992.

As for Miami Springs, it felt like an eternity before we regained power, as slowly but surely, each block came back.  It was an incredible effort with round the clock crews from all across the country converging in Miami-Dade county to get things back to normal.  As you may remember, schools started later that year.  Colleges opened up with a shorter semester.  We were the Hurricane Class.

Nevertheless, Miami Springs was extremely – extremely lucky.  Hurricane Andrew was a Category 5.  We’ve seen what storms like Wilma (a Category 3) and Hurricane Irma (a distant Hurricane) could do in Miami Springs.  But that’s nothing like the nightmare scenario of a direct hit up the Miami River from a Category 5.

NIGHTMARE SCENARIO

What’s the nightmare scenario you ask?

Most people don’t realize this, but Miami Springs is actually located in an evacuation zone.  Evacuation Zone D to be specific:

How could we be in an evacuation zone when we’re miles from the ocean?

The answer is the Miami River.  The Miami River connects directly to Biscayne Bay.  Remember how downtown Miami was flooded from the storm surge from Hurricane Irma?  That was from a storm who’s center was over a hundred miles away from Miami.  Now, imagine a powerful category 4 or 5 storm storm with the center crossing Brickell and working its way through Little Havana and following the river up through Miami International, Miami Springs, Medley and Doral.

That’s where you’re talking about catastrophic storm surge that bypasses all flood control systems and overwhelms the river and floods everything near the river…including Miami Springs and South Hialeah.

Fortunately, for this to happen, a hurricane needs to come in a very specific direction to push the storm surge up the river, making it an unlikely, but not impossible scenario.

In fact, it wouldn’t even be the first time Miami Springs floods due to a hurricane.  In 1947, the area was impacted by two storms.  (Not dissimilar to 2005 when we got hit with Katrina and Wilma in the same year.)

The first storm to hit the area was the 1947 Fort Lauderdale Hurricane that struck on September 16th.  According to Wikipedia, “Half the homes in Miami Springs” were flooded by this storm.

But that wasn’t the only storm to hit the area.  Less than 30 days later, on October 12, 1947, Hurricane King dumped a record amount of rain in the area.  According to Wikipedia, a “weather observation site in Hialeah” recorded over an inch of rain in just 10 minutes, and 6 inches of rain in just over one hour.  The continuous rainfall and the previously saturated ground left Hialeah “submerged under 6 feet of water. Similarly, ‘waist deep’ depths were reported in nearby Miami Springs.”  

As we have learned, each storm is different.  Some are minor inconveniences, while other storms can be life threatening and devastate the area.

Miami Springs hasn’t had a major flood since the October Flood of 1991.  Many improvements have been made to the drainage systems in the area to prevent similar flooding.  But no drainage system can move water out when the entire area is overwhelmed by deluge and storm surge.

Each year, we hope and pray we don’t get any storm, or at least not a major storm.  And most years, we do get by unscathed.  But it’s a reminder that we must always be prepared for a storm and the many different ways it can impact our lives…because sooner or later, we will get another storm.

HURRICANE MEMORIES

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