Showing posts with label East Coast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label East Coast. Show all posts

Monday, August 29, 2011

The Night Irene Came To Town

Did Irene huff and puff and blow my house down? Did the river overflow it's banks and flood my basement? Did the torrential rain soak me to the bone? Did the street outside become knee deep in water? Did the branches crash through my window? Was I carried out to sea by the surge? Did the 100 mph wind blow me 20 miles from my house? Am I sick, homeless, hungry, destitute, without food, without water, without clothes, with no place to go?

No. None of the above.

Did I lose power? Yes. But not for long. Late last night I was searching for some news about the local conditions. I knew the hurricane was out there, the wind and rain was proof of that. But I couldn't find any news of New Jersey or Pennsylvania. All the news channels were telling me what happened in North Carolina and Virginia or what was going to happen in New York. I couldn't find out what was going to happen or what was happening to me. So I did the next best thing. I went to bed.

I fell asleep at about 2:30 with apocalyptic rain smashing against my windows. When I woke at about 7 the power was out. I made a cup of coffee from the hot water tap (I've done that before), lit a candle, checked to see that the bird feeder was still there and settled down to a dark, cold and quiet day.

I was expecting that the power would be out for several days but amazingly the power company had it back on by 3 pm. So here I sit, typing away, with no scars as a result of the worst East Coast hurricane in years. I'm one of the lucky ones.

I can read about the devastations some people have suffered and are still suffering from: wind, water, submerged cars, collapsing trees and buildings, injuries and deaths. I have friends in New Jersey, New York and New England I haven't heard from. I have people to check on, people to love.

DB - The Vagabond
Never give up.
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SUMMER QUESTION

Summer is moving along, people.

It's a long, hot, sticky summer, so here's a hot, sticky question for you.

Same sex marriage. Should it be legal or not? If so, why? If not, why not?

dbdacoba@aol.com

19 answers so far.

You have until the last day of summer, but don't dally.
I eagerly await your answer.

DB
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Saturday, August 27, 2011

Waiting For Irene, Part 2

And still I wait. Is it apocalyptic? Is it catastrophic? Is it just one grand mess?

I appear to be still directly in Irene's way in her slow march north. Perhaps I should refer to it as the War of Southern Aggression. (Some of you will get that.) But she has been downgraded to a category 2 hurricane, so the floozy has lost some of her spunk. Still 100 mph winds is not something to scorn, snicker, thumb your nose, bite your thumb, flick your chin or shake your stick at. The main concern around these parts is about the amount of rain. There are many waterways to consider. Out my window I can see the Delaware River. It will overflow it's banks, most likely. I am far enough away from and above it to have it cause me a problem, most likely. But there are people who live along its banks. They have a problem.

Am I prepared? Who knows. Today I will tie back the bird feeder so it doesn't blow away, hard boil the half dozen eggs, cook the two chicken legs, make lots of ice and store food with them in the zip locks and generally spend the day puttering around pretending I'm an old man.

The angel who lives down the street and who drives me shopping showed up unexpectedly at my door with a 2 gallon container of drinking water. Bless her heart.

There are massive evacuations going on everywhere on the East Coast. Warnings are rampant from the local police up to the President of the United States. Shelters are getting ready to open, instructions about what to do are being posted everywhere and everyone is busy.

Will there be a lot of damage? Of course there will. Will we survive it? Of course we will. It will become part of the history of the turbulent and cantankerous year of 2011. "The Day Irene Came To Town"

Join me tomorrow, if you can, for Waiting For Irene, Part 3.

DB - Vagabond Journeys
Never Give Up
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SUMMER QUESTION

Summer is moving along, people.

It's a long, hot, sticky summer, so here's a hot, sticky question for you.

Same sex marriage. Should it be legal or not? If so, why? If not, why not?

dbdacoba@aol.com

18 answers so far.

You have until the last day of summer, but don't dally.
I eagerly await your answer.

DB
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