To our East Coast friends, it would be great to hear from you. Are you okay? Or whoever knows that someone is okay, can you let us know?
This is basically all anyone cares to know about right now, at least for a few days. Then the manufactured fury of political storms will cloud the horizon again.
My NYC little sister is safe and well. She has a Visiting Artist academic gig – (Can ‘academic’ and ‘gig’ both be used in a sentence…? Is it okay wordsmithing?) – at a West Coast college, and is snuggled into her stucco Craftsman bungalow. Her husband on a whim bought a plane ticket three weeks ago to take a break from his marathon editing project in NYC to come see her for the weekend. He arrived at her home on Friday, intending to leave on Sunday. But now, they are both safe together because his flight is one of the many that has been cancelled. I hope they are dining on her famous beef bourguignon.
My Montauk cousin is safe, too. I can’t imagine how much damage the marina sustained. If anyone can make things ship-shape again, it is him…
Martha, are you okay? I saw Art’s column…
MOTU, how is your mom…?
Reg, aren’t you on the southern side of the storm’s path…?
Anyone and everyone who got swirled around by Sandy, let us know you are okay.
Quote of the Blog from John Muir: “A few minutes ago, every tree was excited, bowing to the roaring storm, waving, swirling, tossing their branches in glorious enthusiasm like worship. But though to the outer ear these trees are now silent, their song will never cease…”.
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