Flashback two years to the buildup to Superstorm Sandy. As it barreled toward us in the tri-state area, the newscasters had a bit of fun with her name. She was the Superstorm, The Frankenstorm, and then, finally, just Sandy — clever moniker no longer needed in the wake of the devastation she leveled on the East Coast.
In the days before she hit, we dutifully checked batteries, stocked up on nonperishables, charged our phones, then collectively held our breath.
Her arrival was loud, brash and memorable. The sound of the wind howling its way down Halsey Drive was unlike anything we’d ever heard before. The three of us tried to put on brave faces, fork our way through dinner, but it really did sound as though a freight train was bearing down on us.
Morning brought scenes like this:
The wind remained so fierce throughout the night, we never heard the second tree pictured above fall. We were terribly lucky to get off so easy.
Two years later, there’s a new normal for the neighborhood landscape. Folks are ready to mark Halloween and except for some rain this week, the weather has been pretty good.
Given the number of trees we lost, you’d think there would be fewer leaves to rake each year.
Somehow, though, the lawn is covered.
I can only imagine how the Park, and the rest of the shoreline was hit! Up here in central Ct, We had the same near misses on our house. Where I normally park my car in my driveway, 5 large branches from several trees fell, all 6 – 8 ” thick. And my back deck was covered and nearly destroyed by other fallen branches. No house damage, though. The Park has so many large, mature trees that I can only imagine what the aftermath was.
It was otherworldly to be sure. Glad you were OK.
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