Couple of years ago natural SHTF badly, house survived. Wife and I were fully prepared.
60 gallons of water on hand, 6 - 8 months food supplies, not so good on the meds, but nothing life threatening at the time or within 6 months.
We were informed that there would be no services of any kind for at least two- three weeks. We were planning each hour. Living minute by minute. We had each other!
No electric, no water, no law enforcement, until national guard arrives, no fuel. Car was full and drivable! We made a commitment to ourselves that we would push through whatever came our way.
Three days later, early morning, a banging on the front door, then more banging like SWAT was preparing to flash bang my ass. Handgun in hand, shotgun, with wife at the ready, ( in an “L” position on the door ) AR strategically positioned. Silence, check the peephole, it’s my two grandsons, my two daughters, husbands in tow, three dogs and three vehicles!
We never got the chance to test our mettle. We got kidnapped by our own family, because they thought we were too “old” to handle the situation! Boy was I pissed off. Gun in hand, lost my cool, very angry that the demands were set the moment they crashed through the door! “You’re coming with us!” They gave us 20 minutes to get our sh/t together and packed us up with ALL my gear and our go bags were at the ready. 6,000 rounds of ammo, numerous rifles and handguns ( the ones that weren’t lost at sea ) all secretly tossed into the alpha vehicle.
Which we then drove over two hundred miles to “safety” of my daughter’s house. Stayed for the month. It took time to return, because half the state was without fuel!
We are thankful that we were taken care of, but I’m still pissed the way it went down! For the most part, ours was the only house to survive without a scratch! That’s why I didn’t want to leave! My home is my fortress! Mother Nature couldn’t phuck with me! We were strong and we were going to make it! They made me feel old!