The storm was large, but not particularly vicious compared to other hurricanes; she dumped relatively small amounts of rainfall--just 4" here and there. Her highest reported winds in Virginia were under 60 mph.
Bertha was sputtering out by the time she reached Northumberland County, but even a sputtering storm is capable of creating fear and damage.
Sometime after midnight, I was awakened by rain hammering the bedroom windows.
Lightning and thunder were close by. Wind slammed the rain like pebbles blown from a cannon, harder than I'd ever heard rain pelt glass before. I was thinking that maybe I should awaken Ted and flee with the cats to the basement, when the tones went off on my radio, alert-ready on the bedside table.
The dispatch requested an EMS response for weather-related injuries in Edwardsville, located (as the crow flies) about five miles southeast of our house (more like 11 miles by highway). Edwardsville is in the first due of Mid-County's sister agency, the Northumberland Rescue Squad. Since Mid-County was being toned out for the call, I figured Northumberland had requested mutual aid and something serious happened over there.