Batten down the hatches , we're in for a blow.

The mid fall time is the time of color and quiet, the last warm days, the last bright sun.  It is not supposed to have us hunkered down waiting to see if we will have power , a roof  and home.  Last year in my neck of the woods there was Hurricane Irene, it brought destruction that was almost unimaginable to our calm suburban communities.

I hope that Sandy spares us through some miracle of nature.  I don't have such a good feeling.  In 2010, my wife, son and I went without power after a noreaster in March. We were first ones out and last ones back on. It was cold and it went on for 6 days., No hot water, no lights, save that which came from a candle or battery.  Our neighbors went to hotels , but at the rate of 200 per day they too had to come home before the power was restored.


I came away from that episode with a profound respect for people who can survive natural disaster and come through it with spirits high.  I think they must be made of sterner stuff than I , as I am worried about the storm.  OH, I shall weather it and make it though, but I will also worry about those whose homes flood and roofs blow off.  Sandy take the right turn and go out to sea.

So I will prepare, making ready the flashlights and the firewood, the camp stoves come out from the basement, I will tell everyone to gas up the car and charge the phone and get ready. I will tell my daughter in her high rise building to tape the windows, we will check on our parents.

Good luck to all.