Storm

I was with James. Maybe we had just gotten off a bus. We were walking south towards a busy road. It might have been Princess St. but it was more horizonal, like Welland Ave in St. C. Anyway, looking south, below the busy road there was one street that the telephone/hydro poles had fallen over on, so James and I went to the next street over (sensible) but then as we were looking south, EVERYTHING was falling over. Trees, poles, even a whole house flew up and landed. There was no evidence of weather causing this, but a stormy destructive force was at work. Because we were north of the road, we seemed safe. The bus was trying to run on an adapted route. Steve B., who worked for a pizza place was handing out bite sized pieces of pizza to help people survive. I already had a whole piece of pizza, but he have me 5 or so bite size pieces as well.
We were walking south, because maybe home was that way. We had to walk really far around, and I had to carry James over wires because we didn't know if they were phone or hydro. Sometimes, my shoes were gone, then they came back.
The route that we had to take took us by Paul Harper (not currently alive anymore). He had moved out of his room in the nursing home becasue his TV didn't work in his room after the power failure, but he found a place where it did work and it just happened to be on the route that one could take south. You couldn't see Paul though- he had a red blanket all over him.

Around the same time, Myron and I were at a hockey game. We got in free because we were in the nosebleed seats at the very top. Myron knew some people up there and was talking to them.