Yesterday we pulled down the panels on our front fence, and stowed everything loose as well as possible, which included the bird feeders. We did throw some seed down in the driveway, where hopefully the birds would see it...
Our buddy Doug called in the very early evening and invited us out for a bite at the local diner. They said they would be open as long as they had power. Still just a drizzly day, with a ittle wind, so we decided to go.
While we were eating, the winds picked up a fair amount. The diner lost power, but they let everyone finish their meal on back up generator driven emergency lighting. Before the lights went out, I doodled a little hurricane related thingee on my placemat...Still not too worried... even though my beloved river was storm surging only a few blocks away...
Came out into the parking lot to find the diner's sign shattered by the wind... OK, now we started to worry... Worried more when we had to stop halfway home and the guys jumped out of the truck to clear major tree limbs out of the road..
Got home and spent a couple of bad hours listening to the wind (my PTSD trigger from hell) and the emergency radio, while the lights flickered on and off repeatedly. What makes wind especialy terrifying (and not just in a PTSD kind of way), is the 100 plus foot high tree that looms over our house. It was trimmed a couple years ago, but during Irene it dropped some huge limbs and totalled our front fence panels... If the whole tree came down, our house would be flattened. Three people died here in the lower Hudson Valley in just that way tonight. Suddenly the news hype wasn't sounding like hype anymore...
So far my parents still have power. But I just heard a guy from their town on the news going on about how his tree fell on his neighbor's car and took out power lines...
Got a text from one of my oldest and dearest friends (my college suitemate), who is in town visiting family, and called back to talk to her mom, who told me a horror story. They have a raised ranch, but only the top floor is above water, and they watched their car float away. I can't even imagine the mess they are going to have to contend with. At least they were OK and not too worried about the water rising, as it was past high tide at that point. My friend had bugged out to another friend's place where there was still power, but her parents refused to leave and are sitting there with no power, and not much hope of it being restored for days. This is crazy for NYC!
Then I look at Gothamist, and find out all of lower Manhattan is blacked out and there was a major explosion at a Con Ed facility down there. It looks like this is NYC's Katrina. It is surreal. Kevin's office (the main data center for his client) is blacked out. Wall Street is dark, and Water Street is living up to its name...
Let's hope the worst is over and that the recovery can start. Still holding my breath...
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Katrina was exactly what I thought when I saw footage. I'm glad you were all safe!
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