Showing posts with label Superstorm Sandy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Superstorm Sandy. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Christmas at All Souls

Manhattan, New York, USA

This morning, as I left my apartment in Brooklyn to go to the Upper East Side, the streets in both neighborhoods were nearly deserted. With the ground still wet from the wintery mix the night before, I was transported back to the days after Hurricane Sandy; I guess the storm affected me more than I thought.
From All Souls Christmas Dinner
I went in to join some of the young adults and many of my other friends from All Souls Church who don't have family in town to celebrate Christmas with. There was an enormous spread of delicious food, good company, Santa Claus, caroling and plenty of good cheer!

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Teardown

New Dorp, Staten Island, New York, USA
From All Souls in New Dorp
Adrianna's Catering Hall in the New Dorp neighborhood of Staten Island was flooded along with the rest of the neighborhood, and with enough force to deposit this boat on a car out front. The neighborhood is still, three weeks later, without electricity, heat or hot water. But Adrianna's didn't shut down. All around the community, people are living on the upper floors of their homes, with extra comforters on their beds and cold showers in the morning.  Then they come here for hot food and the invaluable company of their friends and neighbors.

In front of Adrianna's is this tent, where rows of tables are piled high with donations from across New York City and around the country. There are canned goods, shoes, toilet paper, bleach, pick-axes and workgloves, and lots and lots of bottled water.

They dispatch teams around the neighborhood to do a variety of things, primarily demolition work like "mucking and gutting," as they called it in New Orleans. Mucking means dragging all the waterlogged and destroyed belongings out of a house. Gutting is stripping the floors, walls and often the ceilings of those houses down to their studs so that the interior can be rebuilt.

While families are still filling out paperwork, getting inspections and wading through the inevitable bureaucracy of a huge cleanup project like this, teams of volunteers can do in a few hours the hard physical labor that would take days or weeks to do oneself. And with payouts rumored to be as little as $3000 per home, volunteers may be the only way many of these families can afford to rebuild.
From All Souls in New Dorp

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Welcome To the World

In the aftermath of the "Storm of the Century," a little miracle happened.
From Preemie Perfect
My cousin had her baby 12 weeks early, the healthiest 28 week baby the nurses in the NIC-U had ever seen.

Welcome!

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Aftermath

Some images I found of New York City, post-Superstorm Sandy:

Pre-Dawn Blackout at the ConEdison Plant:

Morning Slowly Dawns:

from my kitchen window:
86th St N Line:
Battery Tunnel:

East Village:

Pile-Up:

Battery Park, apparently:


Monday, October 29, 2012

Sitting Out the Storm

Bushwick, Brooklyn, New York, USA

It's funny. Olga and I are usually content to sit at home in Bushwick for literally days at a time. Today, though, we woke up around noon, and by two in the afternoon we were going absolutely stir-crazy!
From Superstorm Sandy
From our windows, there doesn't seem to be anything going on in particular. Some wind, almost no rain, and eerily empty streets. Actually, not even that empty. The bodega across Wilson Street is open, and the Chinese restaurant, and the new coffee shop across Suydam Street, too. The coffee shop has only been open for a couple weeks, so they probably can't afford to close ... and they're still getting customers! As for the bodega and the Chinese restaurant, the families that own and run them also live on the second floor with an internal staircase to get home, so why wouldn't they stay open for as long as they have even a trickle of customers?
Meanwhile, I'm more than a little jealous of friends like Tiffany who are living close enough to the rivers to go for a short walk and see the storm sweeping in. I love storms, especially after all those years in the desert, but I love being safe and dry even more!

So we're sitting at home, watching it unfold on Facebook and TV (our electricity and Internet are just fine!), playing wild and vicious card games of Spit and Speed, and trying not to remember that we couldn't go anywhere even if we wanted to....