Donna Fagersten had taken refuge at a friend’s home on the top floor as Hurricane Helene tore through northern Florida, leaving a devastating trail of destruction and more than 100 casualties in the southeastern U.S.
As the storm appeared to calm, the 66-year-old teacher, just days away from her retirement, made a fateful choice to return home to rescue her cat.
When Hurricane Helene hit Florida on September 26, 2024, around 11 p.m., the Category 4 storm triggered flash floods, forcing residents to scramble for safety. One of the hardest-hit areas was Pinellas County, particularly in the Tampa Bay region, where at least 11 people lost their lives.
Among the victims was Donna Fagersten, a second-grade teacher from Ponce De Leon Elementary in Pinellas County.
According to her best friend Heather Anne Boles, Donna was set to retire the following week after dedicating 35 years to teaching. When the storm hit, Donna sought shelter with Boles and her partner, Mike Moran. As the storm surge rushed in, they retreated to the third floor of Boles’ mother’s home, across from the beach where Donna lived.
Boles recalled that as the storm seemed to settle, Donna insisted on going home to check on her cat, despite Boles’ pleas to stay. Tragically, another surge and high winds returned, battering the coastline.
A neighbor later came to their shelter, reporting that someone had been found floating in the parking garage. They quickly pulled Donna from the water and began CPR, but despite their efforts and the arrival of fire rescue by boat, they were unable to revive her.
Detectives later confirmed that Donna had drowned in her home, which had been flooded with water.
Family and friends have since remembered Donna as a “beautiful person” who was deeply committed to her students and community. In a Facebook post, Mary Gleason Lyons, a colleague and friend, described Donna as a dedicated teacher with a big heart, touching the lives of many students over her 35-year career.
Online tributes poured in, with former students and friends expressing their sadness at her passing and remembering her kindness and warmth.
While Boles and Moran are now left to clean up after the floods, which destroyed most of their belongings, the loss of their best friend is what hurts the most. “This is the worst we have ever seen,” Boles said, reflecting on the storm’s destruction compared to Hurricane Irma, where they managed to keep their home and belongings intact.
On a positive note, Donna’s cat survived, and her friends are working to find him a new home.
Hurricane Helene, which cut a destructive 800-mile path northward, left more than 2 million homes without power and claimed over 100 lives, according to USA Today.
My Son’s Unexpected Find in My Boyfriend’s Room Changed Everything
Mia, a single mom, felt hopeful about her new boyfriend, Jake. They planned a weekend trip to his childhood beach house, and it seemed perfect. But everything changed when her son Luke found a hidden box full of bones, turning their getaway into a nightmare.
Hi, I’m Mia, and I teach fourth grade. I love my job because it lets me shape young minds and gives me time to spend with my son, Luke.
Being a single mom is tough, but I’ve raised Luke mostly on my own for five years. His dad isn’t really in the picture, so weekends with him are more of a distant memory for Luke.
Things started to change four months ago when I met Jake. He’s also a teacher, kind-hearted, and his laugh lights up his face. The best part? Jake loves kids.
But I wasn’t sure how Luke would feel about me dating someone new. He had always been so attached to me, and I worried that sharing my time with another man might upset him.
Still, I knew it was time to introduce Luke to Jake, even though it made me a bit nervous. After thinking about it for days, I finally decided to go for it.
“Hey, Luke-a-doodle,” I said one sunny afternoon, finding him busy with his elaborate Lego set. “How about meeting someone special for lunch this weekend?”
Luke looked up, a playful sparkle in his eyes. “Special, huh? Like superhero special or birthday cake special?”
“More like friend special,” I replied, feeling a bit nervous. “His name is Jake, and he’s a teacher too, just like me.”
Luke frowned. “Another teacher? Does he have a beard like Mr. Henderson?”
Mr. Henderson, our friendly custodian, was famous among the kids for his impressive salt-and-pepper beard.
I laughed. “No beard, but he has a really cool laugh.”
Finally, Saturday came. With a mix of excitement and nerves, I took Luke to a local pizzeria to meet Jake.
At first, Luke clung to my leg, unsure. But Jake quickly made him feel comfortable.
“Hey there, Luke!” Jake said with a big smile, crouching down to meet him. “I’m Jake. Your mom says you’re a Lego master?”
Luke looked at me first, then back at Jake. I saw a spark of curiosity in his eyes. He slowly took Jake’s hand, gripping it firmly.
“Yeah, I can build spaceships and T-Rexes!” Luke replied proudly.
“Awesome!” Jake said. “Maybe you can teach me a thing or two sometime. I’m pretty bad at anything more complicated than a simple tower.”
That got Luke excited, and I could see his confidence growing.
The rest of the afternoon was filled with dinosaur facts, Lego tips, and Jake’s (not-so-great) attempts to copy Luke’s builds.
By the time we left the pizzeria, Luke couldn’t stop talking about Jake’s “funny laugh.”
That first lunch was just the start. Over the next few weeks, we enjoyed many outings together: picnics in the park, trips to the zoo, and even a hilarious (but messy) bowling game.
After several weekends of fun and a growing bond, Jake and I decided it was time to take our relationship to the next level.
Recently, Jake invited us to his parents’ house by the ocean. He thought it would be a great getaway for all of us.
Honestly, the idea of a relaxing weekend by the sea sounded perfect. Luke was excited too.
When we arrived, Jake’s parents, Martha and William, welcomed us with warm hugs. Their house had a cozy charm that reminded me of childhood summers.
“Come on, let me show you guys my old stomping ground!” Jake said, leading us up a creaky wooden staircase.
At the top of the stairs, Jake opened the door to a room.
“This is it,” he said proudly. “My haven, unchanged since I moved out for college.”
The room was a blast from Jake’s teenage past. Faded posters of rock bands covered the walls, their edges curling with age.
“Wow,” I said, feeling a wave of nostalgia.
Meanwhile, Luke raced across the room, his eyes wide with excitement.
He knelt beside a dusty box filled with plastic figures and tiny race cars.
“Cool toys, Jake!” Luke shouted.
Jake laughed, grabbing a handful of the toys. “These guys are veterans of countless battles,” he said, kneeling next to Luke. “Want to see if they can still hold their own?”
Luke’s face lit up. “Can I play with them here?”
“Absolutely,” Jake winked.
As Luke started playing, Jake took my hand and pulled me closer.
“What’s wrong, Luke?” I asked, my heart racing.
“Mom, we need to leave now because Jake…” Luke’s voice trembled, and his eyes were wide with fear.
“What about Jake?” I pressed, trying to stay calm.
“He was in his old room! I found something… something creepy!” Luke exclaimed, pulling me harder toward the door.
Confused and worried, I knelt down to his level. “What did you see, honey?”
He took a deep breath. “There was a box with bones in it!”
My stomach dropped as I glanced back at the stairs, feeling a mix of concern and disbelief.
“Calm down, sweetie. What’s wrong?” I knelt beside him, trying to soothe his anxiety.
“I found a strange box with bones in his room. We need to go!” he blurted out.
“What do you mean, bones?” I asked, my heart pounding.
“In a box, under his bed. Real bones, Mom!”
I stared at him, my mind racing with possibilities. Had I trusted Jake too quickly? He had always seemed so kind and caring.
Could he really be hiding something so sinister? Doubts crept in, and I felt a chill run down my spine.
We spent the rest of the day relaxing by the ocean, the earlier tension slowly fading. That strange incident marked the start of a deeper bond between us, and now we often look back on it with a smile.
Jake even chuckles about how I rushed out of the house with Luke that day, calling it a memorable adventure. It brought us closer, and I knew I had made the right choice in letting him into our lives.
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