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Lending a “Sandy” Hand

Last weekend we sat in our apartment thinking about what family outing we should do.  We had power, nothing was ruined, and it was the weekend, right?  What new area could we check out?  Dean and I through some ideas out, and each time an idea was said, an empty feeling came over each of us.  How could we have a fun family day out with the aftermath staring right at us; the seemingly endless gas lines everywhere, trees ripped from the sidewalks, and the thought of so many without power, heat, diapers, all the necessities that Sandy spared our family.  How did we get so lucky?  What if we weren’t?  What if our area looked like Staten Island or the Rockaways?  There was only one thing to do, get out and help.  We had an SUV and a full tank of gas.  No better way to spend our Sunday than lending a thankful hand.

Waiting to get gas.  Maddie was sleeping in the back seat, so we had a good hour or so before she woke up and before a break down began.  I can handle an hour wait, but not an hour of toddler tantrums!

 Packing in the supplies from Assemblyman Mike Miller’s Sandy relief location.

Maddie helped in the back seat making sure everything passed the grab, push and squeeze test.

Headed to our drop-off location.  Wish I would have taken more photos.  Trees were blocking street, large trash binds sat in driveways filled to the top, boats and cars were in odd places, yet you could see neighbors and citizens banning and working together.  A warm feeling on a chilly day.

Howard Beach drop off location.  Cleaning supplies, clothes, linens, and food.  All was needed!

Headed home and the lines for gas were still lining the streets, including the gas can lines.  This lined wrapped far around the corner.  And it was getting colder..

One thing I’ve learned moving from CA to NY…New Yorkers are tough and can get through anything.  It was moving to see fellow neighbors, citizens, organizations and states banning together to lend a hand.

Tomorrow we vote!  Hopefully everyone can still find a way to cast their ballot!  I know who I’m voting for.  Do you??

Sandy Aftermath

We stocked up last minute, stood in hour wait grocery lines, and checked for batteries and flash lights the day Sandy hit. We took light of the situation basing the storm path off the American weather model and not the European weather model.  So many left last minute and there were those that chose not to leave at all.  Sandy turned into a storm of unprecedented size and intensity, with tropical storm force winds stretching over 1,000 miles across, making it the largest cyclone in the history of the Atlantic.  As we look and hear of the destruction and the statistics, our family could not feel more thankful and blessed.  A somber, yet grateful morning after, in our neighborhood of Williamsburg, Brooklyn.

Looking at partial destruction of a pier while watching military choppers fly overhead…

Under water yesterday.  Some damage.  Could be a lot worse…

The power of Sandy.  Some destruction here and there.  Overall not too bad…

Lights out in the city.

Williamsburg, Brooklyn, for being on the water, was very fortunate.  Never thought much of the small incline our building sits on, but very thankful.  Two hurricanes in two years, no evacuations and no loss of power.

Currently 72 dead, subways and many streets are still flooded, power is still out for many (cold nights are beginning), and fires are burning in Queens.

Continued prayers.

Amy

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