And when that river floods, you can feel its pull. Even living on a hill on the west side. This flood, the worst since 1964, pulled hard, very hard, with a magnetism that whispered, ''Come see me. I had seen the Ohio run high and wild before. But never this high, never this wild.
Floods are perhaps hardest on memories.
They destroy what we want most to preserve. Photographs of faces we can never touch again. A baby's teddy bear. Our homes themselves and all the memories they contain. A flood can take it all away.