I never thought climate change would drive me from my mountain home

Steady rain fell as my fiancé, Jahn, and I shuffled one night’s worth of belongings and our pets—Georgia, a neurotic springer, and Memaw, a loudmouthed tuxedo—from the house to the car. We were going to spend the night at my mom’s house, 10 minutes away in Canton, a historic mill town in the Great …