Well I hope you knew what I meant and not what I said. . .I meant that to read that every year has alternating male and female names. And they trade them out in alternate years. Next year Wilma will be William.
Don, I remember some hum-dinger Columbus Day storms in Everett. One year the corrugated metal porch cover came loose while I was at my piano teacher's home for a stormy-day lesson. She went out on the porch to see if she could fix it and came in with a badly bleeding head injury. Whooo! (She was okay).
Then there are the January storms that come in off of the ocean (well, yeah, they ALL come in off the ocean. . .). Extra high tides hit with high winds--my dad always had to deal with high water at his house at the beach. I was out there working on his estate some years ago and went outside to find water bubbling out of the sewer cap. Though rainwater would normally drain out through that low spot, during those tides pushed higher by wind, Puget Sound came up through the pipe and surrounded the house. Made it a temporary island.