I was 13 and living in Raleigh when Fran hit. I remember my Dad watching a huge oak tree right outside our front door all night. It never fell. The constant, unrelenting power of a hurricane is the hardest thing to understand if you’ve never been through one. We were without power for 9 days and used the neighbor’s pool water to flush the toilets. It was not fun...Nevertheless a part of me wants to experience the awesomeness of it again.