In the middle of September two tornados ripped through parts of Staten Island, Brooklyn, and queens. They left behind a slew of debris and worry, though only one death was reported. The Town of Bayside, which received a storm of 110 mph was left a mess, but, as was the story miraculously, nobody was too badly hurt if hurt at all.
It was an ordeal for me as well, this Storm. I was left stranded in manhattan with no idea what was happening. The National Guard moved everyone out of Penn Station on 34th street, which is not something you’ll see very often in a lifetime. Most of all no trains seemed to be moving to and from any other borough. I was beginning to have a terrible feeling about things, that I was in the middle of something catastrophic.
I arrived in the darkness learning very little. It was pitch black and Bayside was a messed of broken branches, tree trunks and snapped power lines. I could tell though, that things were bad but not as hectic as it could’ve been. The next morning I went around Bayside to see how its residents were doing and came away with the knowledge that though this was some powerful that ripped through town, it wasn’t something that was going to or would hurt this community.
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- Tree at night
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- a remarkable sight
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- like spilt milk
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- Robert and Ken help in the clearing debris.
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- Roads needed to be closed, due to debris and blackouts
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- Nothing to complain about here
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- common places became true sights to behold
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- Looks worse than it is
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- “Like an old man trying to send soup back at a deli”
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- When the sidewalk needs a lift. The owner seemed content.
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- There is a soothing quality to this
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- Everything was in good order
