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I was in Indiana, watching TV and sweating it out, since my just acquired husband was in the northwest, and I couldn't get ahold of him on the phone.
When I got home three weeks later, we went to visit some relatives southwest of Portland and the scenery was almost unbelievable. In Portland, most of the stuff had been dealt with. But in the rural areas, the ash was about 6 inches to 2 feet thick on the ground, and the car churned up a constant cloud (think of the Peanuts character Pigpen) which ruined the paint job. We were living at the coast, and quite a bit south and didnt get much ash there, although there was some.
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