Hurricane Sandy is over. Here in New York City we are picking up the rubble, cleaning, getting our lives back in order. We live in lower Manhattan and our power went out Monday night at 8:35. It didn't come back on until 7:30 Friday evening.
When my husband heard the storm was coming he insisted on going upstate and getting the generator from our house in Ulster County. I was laughing at him the whole ride home. And I happily ate crow all week as we had power for a light and the fridge 10-12 hours a day.
My husband is the building Super and used our generator to power lights to our buildings hallway, power strips for phone chargers for our neighbors and he kept water out of the boiler room as the pumps were off. We had wires running through our apt to the hallway and through the yard to the boiler room. He left for a few hours everyday to hunt for gas to power the generator. As the temperature started to drop he started the process of figuring out how to power the building boiler. Luckily the lights and power came back on. We had heat and hot water within 10 minutes. He is my hero.
My mother is 86 years young and lives in the East Village. Everyday I walked hot food and freezer packs down to her since she could not manage the stairs to get out of her building. Her Super also had a generator going. Since she is in a smaller brownstone type building, she had heat and hot water for a few hours each day. Jose (her Super) is also my hero for helping me worry less about her.
My sister in law and her husband live in Long Beach, LI and didn't fair as well but still better then others. They had fish swimming in their basement but they are grateful for still having a house, fish and all. We worry about her because she is eight and a half months pregnant. As of today they still have no power. They are coming to stay with us for a few days until power is restored to their part of the world. I'll feel a lot better when I can give them an in person hug later today.
My house and neighbors in Ulster County faired way better with Sandy then Irene. There was no water flooding out roads and neighboring towns weren't washed away this time. Just trees down including a very big one from my property. It took out my neighbors porch. We are so grateful to have such great neighbors that I am so relieved that the downed tree didn't hurt his family or do major damage to their home. We'll go up this coming weekend and help cut the tree out.
Knitting helped carry me through this whole week. Knitting a Derecho in the dark. And as I wrap myself in its warmth this winter I will continue to be grateful that everyone I know and love is safe.
And that my hometown has once again shown its True Grit.