Properly engineered flood mitigation systems, when correctly designed, permitted, and maintained, can protect properties from flooding even when they are initially dismissed by community authorities; the key is that engineering solutions work based on physical principles and hydrological analysis, not aesthetic preferences, and their effectiveness becomes apparent only when actual flood events occur.
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One House Stayed Dry While The Neighborhood FloodedAdded:
house at the low end of Sycamore Glen.
My name is Dennis Calhoun, and I want to tell you about the afternoon the Sycamore Glen Homeowners Association board stood in my driveway and laughed at my flood wall, and about the 2 hours that followed, which were not funny at all.
>> [gasps] >> I have lived at 4 Sycamore Glen Circle for 14 years.
My house sits at the lowest point of a cul-de-sac in a 42-home development built on a gentle slope in Baton Rouge Parish, Louisiana, in the late 1990s.
When you stand at my front door and look out, the street rises away from you in every direction. My property is the collection point. Water from every lot on Sycamore Glen Circle and the connecting lane above it drains toward my house before finding its way to the parish drainage ditch that runs along the back of my property.
When it rains hard in Baton Rouge, and in Baton Rouge, hard rain is not an occasional visitor, but a seasonal expectation, the water comes to me first and fastest.
I learned this the hard way in my second year in the house.
When a 3-in per hour event pushed 8 in of water into my garage and 2 in across my back threshold before I understood what I was dealing with.
I spent 4 days cleaning and drying. I replaced flooring. I paid a mold remediation company more than I want to recall.
And then I paid attention.
Over the years following that first flooding event, I made myself into something of a student of residential drainage and water management. I read the parish stormwater engineering guidelines.
I attended a homeowner water management workshop at the LSU AgCenter.
I hired a civil engineer named Ray Thibodaux for a property drainage assessment that took 2 days and produced a 12-page report. Ray's report told me what I already suspected in my gut, but needed documented professionally.
My property sat in a natural drainage bowl that received surface flow from approximately 2.1 acres of contributing watershed in normal rain events and significantly more in heavy events where neighboring properties infiltration capacity was exceeded. Armed with that report and that knowledge, I began building a system.
Not all at once over several years, budgeting and constructing in phases as time and resources allowed. A perimeter drain system on the south and west sides of the house tied to a sump with a backup pump, a raised thres barrier on the garage entry, a permanent aluminum angle system that could accept removable boards to create a sealed barrier during events, grading work along the north side of the property to redirect sheet flow away from the foundation, and finally the centerpiece of the system and the subject of the afternoon in question, a deployable flood wall along the front of the property positioned between the street and my foundation plantings designed to intercept sheet flow off the street before it could reach the house.
The flood wall was not a casual project.
I worked with Ray Thibodeaux on the design. The wall used a commercial grade deployable barrier system aluminum panels that slotted into ground anchored aluminum posts creating a watertight barrier across the full front width of my property. The posts were set in concrete footings 30 inches deep. The panels interlocked with a rubber gasket system that maintained a seal under hydrostatic pressure.
The wall, when fully deployed, was 22 inches high and extended across the full 44-foot front of my lot plus 18 inches beyond each side boundary to prevent flanking flow.
Ray had engineered the wall to handle the 100-year event at my specific location accounting for contributing watershed area, likely runoff coefficients, and the drainage capacity of the street and the downstream parish ditch.
I had invested approximately $14,000 in the complete water management system over 5 years.
The flood wall alone was approximately 4,000 of that.
It was not the most expensive thing I owned, but it was among the most carefully designed. The HOA had opinions about it.
The history of the dispute to understand the afternoon the board came to my property and laughed. You need to understand the 2-year dispute that preceded it. When I first installed the deployable wall posts, the ground anchors that made the whole system work, I had submitted a modification request to the HOA as the governing documents required for any exterior alteration.
My modification request included Ray Thibodaux's engineering drawings, a summary of the hydrology assessment, photographs of the existing drainage issues, and a description of the proposed system including materials, dimensions, and appearance.
I noted that when the wall was not deployed, the posts were painted brown B, and sat flush with the grade, and were nearly invisible against the landscape edging.
The overall system was designed to be as visually unobtrusive as possible.
The HOA board denied the modification request. The denial letter, signed by board president Carol Reese, cited two concerns. First, that the posts and wall panels created an industrial appearance inconsistent with the residential aesthetic standards of Sycamore Glen, and second, that the wall could redirect water toward neighboring properties in ways that created drainage issues elsewhere.
I responded in writing to both concerns.
On the aesthetic issue, I attached photographs showing the posts in their non-deployed state, and noting they were dimensionally smaller and less visually prominent than decorative landscape edging approved at three other homes on the circle.
On the drainage concern, I attached Ray's engineering analysis showing the wall did not redirect flow to neighboring properties, but rather detained it temporarily on my own property where it could drain through my perimeter system to the rear ditch. The board held a special meeting and voted to maintain the denial. The vote was four to one with only one board member, a man named Brian Foss, who owned the property in the upper portion of the development and who had engineering experience himself voting to approve.
Brian told me after the meeting that the other board members had not engaged with Ray's analysis in any meaningful way and that the denial was essentially aesthetic in nature.
I appealed the denial through the process provided in the governing documents. The appeal was denied again by a three to two vote with Brian and a newer board member named Shirley Park voting to approve.
I then did something the governing documents also permitted. I went to the parish. Baton Rouge parish has a storm water management ordinance that governs residential drainage modifications.
I submitted Ray's engineering plans to the parish engineering office for review.
The parish reviewed them, confirmed that the proposed system met all storm water management requirements, and issued a parish storm water permit for the installation.
Armed with the parish permit, I installed the posts.
My reading of the situation confirmed by a property attorney I briefly consulted was that a parish storm water permit issued under the authority of the parish this drainage management ordinance superseded HOA aesthetic objections for modification specifically designed to manage storm water in compliance with parish engineering standards.
Carol Reese sent me a notice of violation and a fine of $200.
I wrote back citing parish permit and the legal analysis I had received indicating I would not be paying the fine. We exchanged four additional letters over 6 months. The fine was never paid and never judicially pursued because the HOA's own attorney had advised the board that the parish permit argument was defensible and that pursuing court action against a flood mitigation system permitted by the parish was not likely to succeed. So, the fine sat unresolved and the wall post sat in my yard and Carol Reese maintained her opinion of my property that had not changed. The day before the National Weather Service issued a flash flood watch for Baton Rouge Parish on a Wednesday morning in August.
This was not unusual for August in Louisiana.
The watch indicated a potential for 2 to 4 in of rainfall over the afternoon and evening with locally higher amounts possible in areas of slow-moving storm cells. The watch language used the phrase training storms which is the meteorological term for storms that move along the same track repeatedly dropping precipitation over the same area multiple times. Training storms produce rainfall totals that are disproportionate to the duration of the event because the total accumulation is the sum of multiple passes rather than a single event. I had learned over 14 years of living at the low point of Sycamore Glen Circle to take training storm watches seriously. The two events that had produced my worst previous flooding in 2012 and in 2018 had both been training storm events that exceeded initial forecasts significantly.
In 2012, a predicted 3-in event delivered 6 and 1/2. In 2018, a predicted 4-in event delivered 9 in over 6 hours with peak rates exceeding 3 in per hour during the most intense period.
When the watch was issued Wednesday morning, I began my standard preparation protocol. I checked the sump pump and backup pump. I verified the perimeter drains were clear of debris. I staged the flood wall panels near the garage for quick deployment.
I moved anything of value from the garage floor to shelving, but GI checked the rear drainage ditch along the back of the property and confirmed it was clear and flowing freely.
That afternoon, two other things happened.
First, the weather service upgraded the watch to a flash flood warning for the northern portion of the parish with storm cells identified that were tracking slowly and expected to produce training rainfall over central Baton Rouge neighborhoods, including our area.
Second, Carol Reese and three other board members happened to be walking the neighborhood, a routine they called a community standards tour, which they conducted quarterly and reached my property around 4:00 in the afternoon.
They saw me deploying the flood wall panels into the posts. The last five was about halfway through the panel deployment when I heard the group approaching on the sidewalk. Carol Reese, her husband Tom, who was also on the board, and two other board members, a man named Pete Garland and a woman named Audrey Fitch, were walking together. They had clipboards.
They had the specific posture of people engaged in official assessment.
Carol stopped at the edge of my property. She watched me slot the third panel into the track. The panel speed a satisfying metallic click when the interlocking edges engaged, a sound I had come to associate with the specific satisfaction of a well-engineered thing being used correctly. "Dennis," Carol said, "what on earth are you doing?" I told her I was deploying the flood wall ahead of the incoming storm event.
I said the weather service had issued a flash flood warning and that I was preparing my property accordingly.
Tom Reese, Carol's husband, who had been on the board for 3 years, and who shared his wife's opinion of my drainage modifications, looked at the wall and then looked at Pete Garland and said something that I heard clearly because the street was quiet, and he made no effort to lower his voice. He said, "That thing isn't going to stop anything. It's a joke." Pete Garland laughed.
Not a polite, uncertain laugh.
A full laugh, the laugh of a man who found something genuinely amusing. Carol said, in the particular tone she used for official communications, "Dennis, this structure remains an unapproved modification under HOA standards. We're noting it on today's tour report."
She wrote something on her clipboard.
Audrey Fitch had not laughed and had not spoken.
Sh- but E was looking at the wall with an expression I could not fully read, something between curiosity and discomfort. I said calmly that the wall was installed under a parish stormwater permit, which I had previously communicated to the board, and which superseded HOA aesthetic objections for permitted drainage infrastructure. I said I was going to continue deploying it because the storm was coming and I had preparation to complete. Tom Reese said, "Good luck with your little wall, Dennis." They walked away.
I heard Pete Garland say something and Tom Reese laugh again, though I could not make out the words.
I finished deploying the wall. I checked the panel seals.
I ran the sump pump test cycle. I checked the backup pump. I went inside.
It began raining at 5:47 p.m.
The storm, the first cell, was moderate, a steady, heavy rainfall that ran about an inch and a half in 40 minutes, and then eased to a light drizzle.
I monitored the sump through the first cell. The perimeter system was collecting flow. The sump cycled eight times in 40 minutes.
The flood wall held a small but measurable head of water on its street side face, I could see from the window that a pool had formed around against the outside of the wall, which was exactly what the system was designed to create.
The street side pool was draining through the catch basin at the low point of the cul-de-sac, which had been cleared the previous spring by the parish. Everything was working as designed. The second cell arrived at 7:15 p.m. and was a different matter.
I had been watching the radar on my phone, and I could see the cell clearly a deep red and purple mass that the radar loop showed moving very slowly northeast, essentially stalled over the northern edge of the parish.
The weather service had issued a severe thunderstorm warning in addition to the flash flood warning, and the combination of the two warnings, on top of the already saturated ground from the first cell, told me what was coming. The rain came down at a rate I later confirmed from the parish rain gauge data was 3.2 inches per hour at peak.
This is a rate that exceeds the design capacity of most residential drainage infrastructure, and that overwhelms street drainage very quickly.
Within 15 minutes of the second cell's arrival, the cul-de-sac was filling. The catch basin was at capacity. Water was sheeting across the pavement in a continuous moving film that deepened as the street acted as its own watershed.
I was watching from my front window. The flood wall was holding. Water backed up against the street face of the wall in a pool that was, at its deepest, about 14 inches against the wall face. The wall was rated for 22 inches. The panels were sealed. My property on the inside of the wall was dry. The perimeter system was managing what came through the ground minimal at this point because the wall was intercepting the bulk of the surface flow and the sump was cycling steadily.
What I was also watching was the houses above mine.
What happened to the other Sycamore Glen Circle has 11 houses on the cul-de-sac itself, including mine. My house is at the 6:00 position if you imagine the circle as a clock face.
The houses at 7:00, 8:00, and 9:00, the ones on the downhill side of the circle, which I will call the lower arc, sat at elevations only slightly above mine.
Their drainage patterns ran toward the low point, which was my property, but they themselves sat just above the natural collection zone.
The houses in the lower arc had no flood mitigation systems. This This was not unusual.
Before my flooding experience in year two, I had no flood mitigation system either. Most homeowners in residential neighborhoods do not think systematically about their drainage exposure until a specific event teaches them to.
The houses on the lower arc had simply not yet had that education, or had had minor events not severe enough to prompt significant response. When the second cell arrived and the street began to fill, the water depth in the cul-de-sac reached a level that was above the curb elevation.
At that point, water stopped being contained by the street geometry and began moving across yard surfaces and driveways.
On the lower arc, where the grade ran slightly toward each house rather than away from it, this water found the path of least resistance.
Toward garage floors, toward threshold gaps, toward any low point in the perimeter of each structure.
Carol and Tom Reese lived at the 8:00 position.
Their house sat approximately 4 feet above my foundation grade and about 2 feet above the cul-de-sac crown. When water topped the curb in front of their property, it sheeted across their driveway and toward their garage. Their garage door was circa glued, but the bottom seal was the standard rubber sweep of a residential garage door, not a flood barrier.
Water at a depth of 3 or 4 inches a garage door will find a path through a standard sweep.
It is a matter of pressure and geometry.
Pete Garland lived at the 9:00 position.
His house had a small step down at the front threshold, a common architectural feature in homes of this era in this region of approximately 2 in.
2 in of positive threshold height sounds like meaningful protection until water in the entryway reaches 2 and 1/2 in, at which point it begins moving across the threshold.
I learned what happened at the Reese house and the Garland house that evening, partly from direct observation.
I could see the activity on the street from my window and partly from what I was told afterward by Audrey Fitch, who had been at a fourth board member's house for a community event when the storm hit and who drove home through the tail end of the event. At approximately 7:45 p.m., Tom Reese came out of his front door in rubber boots and waded to his garage.
He could be seen opening the garage door from the inside.
The water level on high BS driveway was enough that it entered the garage when the door rose. I could see him moving things inside the garage.
The light was on.
He made multiple trips. At approximately 8:05 p.m., Pete Garland's wife, whose name I did not know well at that point, could be seen on their front porch with what appeared to be towels attempting to seal the threshold gap manually.
This is a recognized emergency response that has limited effectiveness when water's already pressing against the door because the pressure prevents a clean seal.
I watched her for a few minutes. The towels were not holding. My property on the inside of the flood wall was dry.
The knock on the door at 8:17 p.m., someone knocked on my door.
I opened it to find Tom Reese standing on my porch. He was wearing his rubber boots and a rain jacket.
His expression was the expression of a man who has recently been in a situation that has required him to revise some opinions.
Water was still falling, though the second cell had moved slightly east and the rate had dropped from its peak. He said, "Dennis, I'm sorry to bother you.
Carol wanted me to ask, do you have any of those boards, the panel things?" I looked at him, understood what he was asking.
He was asking whether I had spare flood wall panels he could borrow to protect his garage.
I told him I did not have spare the system was custom fit to my property's dimensions and the panels were all currently deployed in my own wall, but I asked him what the specific situation was at his house. He described the garage issue, water entering under the garage door seal, currently about 2 in on the garage floor and rising. He said they had moved everything off the floor and were managing, but the pumping capacity of his sump, a single standard residential sump, he had never needed to run hard before, was falling behind. I told him I had a submersible pump I could lend him temporarily.
I went to the garage, got the utility submersible pump I kept as backup equipment, found a length of discharge hose, and brought it to his garage.
I set it up in the low corner of his floor, ran the hose out the side door of the garage to the yard, and started the pump.
It began moving water immediately. Tom Reese stood in his garage watching the pump work.
He did not say much.
I did not require him to say much. We were neighbors in a storm.
That was suff- icient.
I checked on the Garland house on my way back.
Mrs. Garland, who I learned was named Deborah, had gotten a shop vac from inside the house and was using it to extract water from the entry threshold.
The main entry was wet, but not deeply flooded. The step had bought them enough time that the water was only about a half inch on the entry tile.
I helped her seal the threshold more effectively with a rolled towel and some duct tape from my kit, which is not a long-term solution, but was adequate for the remaining rainfall duration.
By 9:30 p.m. the storm had passed east.
The rain was gone.
The cul-de-sac water was draining through the catch basin, now operating at reduced load. By 10:00 p.m. the street was wet, but clear.
I walked the perimeter of my own property.
The flood wall had performed correctly.
The pool on the street side had drained.
My interior was dry throughout. The sump had cycled steadily, but not excessively. Ray Thibodaux's system had worked exactly as it was engineered to work. I retrieved my submersible pump from the Reese garage around 10:15 p.m.
Tom shook my hand at the door.
He said, "Thank you." He said he was sorry about earlier.
He did not elaborate, and I did not ask him to.
Some things communicate themselves adequately in a handshake. The morning after the morning after a major rain event in Baton Rouge has a specific quality.
A washed, heavy stillness, the air saturated and warm, the street showing the water lines of the previous evening's depths, a general assessment taking place as people walk their properties and look at what the storm did and did not do.
I walked my property at 7:00 in the morning.
Interior dry.
Foundation clear.
Perimeter drain system functional.
The rear drainage ditch was running high, but within its banks. The flood wall panels came down cleanly and were stowed in the garage. The posts were wiped down and left in position.
Everything was in order. I walked the cul-de-sac at about 7:30, as I often did in the mornings. The street was damp and clear. Several neighbors were out assessing their own properties.
Audrey Fitch was sweeping water out of her garage. Her house sat at the 11:00 position on the upper arc of the circle with positive drainage away from her foundation.
She had experienced minor ponding in her driveway low point, but no interior intrusion. She waved when she saw me.
The Ray B C house showed a wet garage floor. I could see the waterline on the concrete when Tom came out and left the door up while he worked. He had a fan running. He gave me a nod across the distance acknowledging what the previous evening had been.
The Garland house had a dehumidifier running on the entry area.
Debra Garland was arranging rugs on the porch to dry.
She thanked me again for the towel and tape assistance the previous evening.
I also walked past the HOA community lodge at the top of the development.
The lodge sat on a flat area near the top of the slope and was well above the drainage issues of the lower arc.
It had experienced no flooding at all.
Where the board meeting room was inside the lodge was a different matter from the homes of the board members who lived on the lower arc. Ray Thibodeaux called me that morning. He had seen the weather service reports and wanted to know how the system performed. I told him in detail.
He asked about water levels, pump cycle counts, wall face pressure estimates. He was thorough and specific as engineers are.
At the end of the conversation he said, "Sounds like exactly what it was designed to do." I said, "Yes, that was exactly what it it had done."
I did not call Carol Reese.
I did not contact the board. I did not write a letter.
There was nothing that needed to be said that the previous evening had not already communicated more clearly than words could.
The board meeting, the regular monthly HOA board meeting, was scheduled for the following Tuesday evening at the community lodge.
I attended as I had attended most board meetings for the past 2 years because the flood wall dispute had made it useful to be present and on record. The meeting was notable for several things.
First, Carol Reese opened the meeting in a noticeably subdued manner. She worked through the agenda items pool maintenance report, street light replacement update, landscaping schedule in a business-like way that lacked the particular energy she usually brought to her role. Tom was not present. She said he was dealing with some home maintenance matters.
I understood what that meant. Second, Pete Garland was also not present.
Audrey Fitch was present and represented the board at full quorum with Brian Foss and Shirley Park.
Third, when the meeting reached the agenda section covering community standards and compliance, Carol did not bring up my flood wall.
She moved through the section quickly noting two items that had been resolved since the previous meeting and one new item related to a fence approval in another section of the development. My property was not mentioned. Brian Foss, when the floor was opened for discussion, raised the flooding event from the previous Wednesday.
He did it methodically and without drama, the way engineers approach things they want to document.
He noted that several homes in the lower arc of the cul-de-sac had experienced varying degrees of water intrusion during the August storm event. He noted that at least one home, he did not name it, though the people in the room knew which one had required emergency pump assistance from a neighboring homeowner.
He noted that the specific homeowner who had provided that assistance had a flood mitigation system installed on his property that had performed without any interior intrusion during the same event.
He said the board should review its position on flood mitigation systems in the community's lower drainage area. He said the engineering basis for that review was already documented in the files Ray Thibodeaux's report had been submitted with my original modification request and was part of the HOAS records. He said the current position, which was to deny such modifications on aesthetic grounds, had resulted in a situation where a board member's property had experienced damage that a neighboring property had avoided. And that the neighboring property's protective system had in fact been denied approval by the board. He made a motion.
The motion was that the HOA board formally withdraw the outstanding notice of violation against my property, waive the accumulated fine balance, and adopt a revised policy permitting flood mitigation systems in the lower drainage area subject to engineer certification and parish permit approval with aesthetic review limited to above-grade components in their non-deployed configuration. Shirley Parks seconded the motion.
Carol Reese said she wanted to discuss the matter further before voting. Brian said he understood, but noted that the outstanding violation and fine were legally questionable given the parish permit, and that the longer the board maintained the position, the more exposure the HOA carried. He was not aggressive about this. He was simply accurate. The vote was best three-to-one.
Carol voted against. Brian, Shirley, and Audrey voted in favor. The motion passed. After the meeting, Audrey Fitch waited for the others to leave and spoke to me briefly in the parking lot.
She said she had been uncomfortable with the handling of the flood wall issue since the beginning and had not pushed back as clearly as she should have. She said she was glad the policy had been corrected. I thanked her and told her I appreciated the vote. I drove home along the familiar route, past the cul-de-sac, past my house at the low end of the circle, past the flood wall post standing in the landscape edging at the front of my property, painted bronze, nearly invisible in the evening light.
What Ray Thibodaux said, I called Ray Thibodaux the day after the board meeting to tell him about the policy change. He was pleased in the measured way that engineers express pleasure about things going correctly.
He asked about the technical details of the vote, what the new policy language said, what the certification requirements were, and I read him the notes I had taken at the meeting.
He said something that I have thought about since. He said that in his experience, the H hardest conversations about water management were not the ones after flooding events. Those happened naturally because the evidence was present. The hardest conversations were before the event when you were trying to explain a risk that hadn't materialized yet to people who had no personal experience of its consequences.
He said, "The problem with prevention is that it looks like nothing happened.
When the wall works and your house is dry, there's no visible event to point to.
When the wall isn't there and the water comes in, that's visible. People respond to visible events." I said that was an accurate description of the previous several years. He said, "At least now the policy reflects the reality, and the neighbors on the lower arc have the experience they need to understand why it matters."
I asked him what he would recommend for the recent Garland properties. He said he would be glad to do property assessments for both if they were interested. He mentioned that threshold barriers and door seals were available as standalone products that could address their specific vulnerabilities without requiring the full perimeter system he had designed for my property.
I passed high this name along to both households.
Tom Reese called Ray within a week.
Pete Garland called him the week after.
Both properties have since installed threshold barrier systems and upgraded their garage door seals. The work was done by a contractor Ray recommended who specialized in residential flood mitigation in the parish.
Carol Reese, to my knowledge, did not call Ray.
The Reese garage was cleaned, dried, and treated for any moisture effects from the August event.
Whether Carol has since modified her opinion of flood mitigation systems in any broader sense, I cannot say. The larger pattern I want to step back from the specific story and address what I think is the larger pattern it represents because I believe it is a genuinely common experience and not a peculiarity of my neighborhood. Water management is engineering.
It is not intuition, not aesthetics, not neighborhood preference.
Whether a flood mitigation system will work is a question with a correct answer derivable from the hydrology of the site, the capacity of the system, and the characteristics of the expected events.
Ray's analysis was not an opinion. It was mathematics applied to physical reality.
The flood walls' performance on the evening of the August storm was not luck. It was the outcome of correct engineering properly constructed and maintained.
The HOA's objection was aesthetic. The wall looked industrial.
The posts were visible.
The modification was inconsistent with residential character. These are real values. Appearances matter in residential communities, and the HOA had a legitimate role in considering them.
But aesthetic values cannot override physical reality.
When a flood mitigation system is correctly engineered, parish permitted, and installed to specification, the fact that it does not align with someone's preference for the appearance of a residential streetscape is a secondary consideration. What I encountered was aesthetic authority applied to a situation that required engineering judgment. The board had aesthetic authority.
They did not have engineering knowledge to evaluate my system.
Rather than engaging with the engineering documentation I provided, they treated the modification as a standard aesthetic question and applied standard aesthetic preferences.
The wall looked industrial.
Industrial appearances were inconsistent with Sycamore Glen's character.
The wall W that is not approved.
The parish permit was important not because it overrode the HOA on aesthetic grounds, but because it represented a second opinion from a body with the technical authority to evaluate what the HOA could not. The parish engineers reviewed Ray's work, confirmed it was sound, and issued the permit.
Brian Foss, the one board member with engineering experience, had seen this immediately and voted to approve from the beginning.
The difference between Brian and the other board members was not a difference in values. They all wanted the community safe and well-managed.
It was a difference in the ability to recognize that a specific type of decision required a specific type of knowledge, and to defer to that knowledge when you did not possess it yourself.
I want to tell you about the August 2 years after the storm because it completes the picture. We had another significant training storm event in August, 2 years after the flood wall incident. The weather service issued its warning on a Tuesday afternoon.
By 5:00, I was deploying the wall panels.
The motion was practiced and efficient.
The panels went in cleanly. The seal checked out. I ran the pump test care of, the called in walked the perimeter drain outlets.
Everything was ready.
Down the street at the Reese property, Tom was installing the threshold barriers Ray's contractor had put in.
They were simpler devices than my wall, rubber and aluminum barriers designed to seal under door frames, but they were engineered correctly for the specific vulnerabilities of his house. He had practiced the installation, and it went smoothly.
At the Garland house, Pete had upgraded the garage door seal to a commercial grade bottom seal with a sweep and a side seal system. He had also installed a threshold barrier on his front entry.
He was checking them as I walked past.
Audrey Fitch from the upper arc was watching the sky with the attentiveness of someone who had learned that late summer thunderstorms in Baton Rouge deserved close attention regardless of where your house sat on the slope.
The storm came at 6:30 p.m.
It was a solid event 2 and 1/2 inches in 90 minutes, but not the compound training event of 2 years before.
The cul-de-sac flooded to the curb line and held there.
The catch basin managed the load.
No water topped the curb onto yard surfaces. My flood wall held a small pool on its street face throughout the event. The sump cycled. The perimeter system ran. Everything worked. The Reese garage stayed dry.
Tom texted me at 7:00. System worked. No water. I texted back.
Same here. That was the complete exchange. It was sufficient. The Garland front entry stayed dry.
Deborah Garland waved at me from her porch as the rain eased. She had a glass of sweet tea.
She looked like a woman whose home was not filling with water, which is a specific and satisfying look. The storm passed.
The cul-de-sac drained.
The evening settled back into the ordinary warm stillness of August in Baton Rouge.
I walked my perimeter, confirmed everything in order, and brought the wall panels in.
This time no one walked past with a clipboard and a laugh. No one made a note on a tour report. No one said anything about industrial appearances or unapproved modifications. The cul-de-sac was quiet and dry, and the houses on the lower arc were intact, and the systems that had had designed correctly, and installed correctly, and maintained correctly, had done what they were designed to do.
That is the entire point.
That is what engineering is for.
Where things stand, Carol Ray. She served out the remainder of her board term and did not run for re-election.
She was replaced by a woman named Patricia Holmes, who came to the board presidency with a stated interest in reviewing and updating the HOA's governing documents to reflect current best practices.
The flood mitigation policy that Brian's motion established is now formally codified in the revised governing documents, not just a board resolution, but part of the written rules with specific language defining the certification and permit requirements, the aesthetic review scope, and the appeal process. Brian Foss remains on the board and has become the de facto technical reviewer for modification requests involving drainage, grading, or structural systems. The board now routes those requests to him before the full board vote, which means they have access to engineering judgment before making engineering-adjacent decisions.
This simple process improvement costs nothing and prevents the kind of mistake that was made with my system. Ray Thibodaux has assessed four other properties in Sycamore Glen at homeowner request in the two years since the policy change. Two have installed threshold barrier systems. On B has installed a perimeter drain system similar to mine.
None had board approval problems because the process now includes Brian's review and the technical standard is clear. My flood wall posts stand in the landscape edging at the front of my property, painted bronze, nearly invisible against the plantings.
In dry weather, most people driving through the cul-de-sac probably do not notice them. In heavy rain weather, the panels go in and the wall stands and the street side pool forms and the sump cycles and the interior stays dry.
Prevention never looks dramatic from the outside.
The $14,000 of us invested in the complete water management system over 5 years was the right decision. Raise engineering report was worth every dollar. The parish permit process was worth the time and the fee.
The board correspondence was worth the effort.
The flood wall posts standing in the ground backed by a parish permit and a revised HOA policy represents something I find genuinely satisfying.
A correct solution, correctly implemented, correctly documented, and ultimately correctly recognized.
Epilogue, before the next storm, it is late July.
The weather service is tracking a system stem in the Gulf that may produce significant rainfall in Baton Rouge Parish over the coming weekend.
The forecasts have a wide range of uncertainty at this point 4 days out.
Training storm systems are difficult to model precisely, but the general picture suggests a meaningful event is possible.
I check the flood wall panels this morning.
Stored clean and ready in the designated garage bay.
The posts are in position and solid after last season.
The perimeter drains are clear. I ran a hose through each outlet last week. Both sump pumps are tested and functional.
The rear drainage ditch is clear and flowing.
Tom Reese is checking his threshold barriers this week. Pete Carlin has his garage seal in good condition from a June check. We are a neighborhood that has learned something and built it into our preparation. The wall panels will go in Friday evening if the forecasts hold.
The system will be ready.
If the storm comes, it will meet a prepared property.
If it goes somewhere else, the panels come back in, go back in storage, and wait for the next event. That is the job of a correctly engineered system.
To be ready consistently, year after year, regardless of whether the event materializes or not.
The wall that was called a joke is the wall that works. The wall that works is the wall that stays.
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