He knew it would be bad, but not like this. "Even my neighbor sa'id they could hear the crunching and crashing through the night. I heard the thumps as limbs pooped off and onto the roof and the wind rolled it off the other side, but I still couldn'tbelieve what I saw when I finally looked outside." No matter how hot and miserable you are, how backsore from dragging palm fronds and tree trunks to the curb, how heartsick at the shredded mess of your garden, it's all worse for Gene Joyner. You have acouple of trees to cut up? He's got hundreds, maybe thousands. You've got flower beds padded with rotting leaves? He's got a forest of them. As for hours of garden cleanup? He figures he might- might be finished removing debris by Christmas. Restorationwill take years.
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