He says it's over. The man who I spent the past two days with sharing breakfast, lunch and dinner. David, the weatherman, said that Irene is moving on. I evacuated the city to brave the storm with my family in CT where we waited for her to come. We had heavy rain and high winds, leaving the streets littered with debris and most of the town powerless. I drove back in to the city today and felt her strong force take hold along the avenues. Walking down the block, the wind nearly knocked me over. I could have sworn I felt hail. But for the most part, all seems to be in check despite the boarded up shops and deserted streets. They just announced that the Subways will be running as of 6:00am so no hurricane-day for the workforce. I know that while I sit in my dry apartment typing away under the glow of my TV, there are thousands without power and knee-deep in water. I hope the sun shines tomorrow and the recovery is swift. Goodnight to all and especially, Irene.
