Like many, I only paid a cursory amount of attention to the warnings that Hurricane Sandy was headed up the East Coast. We all have a certain amount of disdain for weather reporters and they often swerve at the last minute. No worries. But as the week progressed, and the reports remained steady, I took note. I really became a believer when flashlights and batteries flew off the shelf the Friday beforehand. Okay, I take that back. I really-really believed when I went to get a flashlight that Sunday and it finally computed that they’d all been grabbed up by those who aren’t members of the ‘Procrasti-Nation’ where I apparently reside.
When the winds began whipping up and slamming against the walls, I was enthralled by what those in the evacuation zones must be going through. At a time when power was (and still is) quite the luxury, I sat safely in a bedroom in the Bronx, and became obsessed with the pictures cataloging the event I found across social media and news outlets. Anyone one with an old school grandma knows that I probably shouldn’t have been on the computer and needed to be in the dark. Yet, I was fascinated and probably stared unblinkingly at my computer screen for ten hours straight, afraid to miss a moment of updates. The pictures told the story without having to endure the droning voice of anchormen, foolishly reporting from the scene.
As I sat listening to the dissipating wind force its way through neighborhood trees, I learned of the city’s suffering at Sandy’s hands. New York City and surrounding areas was decidedly in a state of emergency. Mayor Bloomberg had shut down the transit system and with Subways shut down, the majority of us who were fortunate enough not to be in the midst of all the devastation had no choice but to stand watch. Pictures of the flooded train stations seemed unreal, as did many of the photograhs which scrolled across our screens.
Con Edison continues to work towards full restoration of their services, and most of the city is in recovery mode. Thankfully, FEMA has already been in contact with many who experienced the grreatest losses. What becomes more evident with each trial the Big Apple faces is the spirit of the people is insurmountable. We will band together, regroup and rebuild again, as a community.