Mud was everywhere, including between every spoon in the drawer and in every ceiling light fixture. The water had reached beyond the first floor ceiling! Every tree on Maple Manor Drive had Kotex hanging from it since my brother had a huge box in his basement. What a sight.
I remember how good the Red Cross was in freely giving out vouchers to people for all kinds of things, such as groceries and false teeth. In addition to the National Guard, we had help from all over the country. There were some great sales downtown. Some stores got very little water in them as their windows and doors held fast. I bought a lot of clothes real cheap.
The flood did give Elmira another chance to remake itself the queen city again, but, in my "opinion" it was not done well. They built the longest and narrowest park I ever saw on Water Street and spent a fortune on it and its fountains. Corning did it well.
I helped a lot of people clean out their homes. My wife washed my brother's family clothes for days. The homes in Big Flats had it even worse, since they could not return to their homes for a couple of weeks due to gasoline storage tanks rupturing. So those homes had water AND petroleum in them. Also some very strange things grow in your refrigerator after a few weeks without power. My brother could have easily walked away from that house and told the bank to keep it. But he borrowed money from the SBA, at no and low interest, and rebuilt his house with considerable help from our good friend, Fred Morris.