Finally electricity has returned to parts of Lower Manhattan (from 14th to Canal and east of Broadway to the river) and I am so relieved to have heat again in this slowly declining temperature. Although this week was to an extent harrowing, I can’t help but put aside the difficulties that I personally faced without electricity when I think about the destruction in Staten Island and Queens and the work that amazing people have done for the elderly and hospital patients in and out of Manhattan.
I am happy that things are slowly going back to normal, but my heart goes out to those who have lost more than their ability to use their iPhones and the Internet. This hurricane has more than anything put into perspective how much life is worth as opposed to our otherwise bought comforts.
I live on 5th St. between avenues A & B in the Lower East Side. Sitting at my kitchen table I have a beautiful view to the garden behind my house (6th & B) where there is a giant, shady willow tree. Well, I just heard a large BOOM and looked outside to find that Sandy has made the huge tree just topple right over, actually blocking the entrance to the garden.
This is going to be a doozy to fix.
View from under the willow.
Willow is down.