We drove back home on a nearly empty FDR Drive.
The past week has been very difficult. Watching the news from the tri-state area, especially Staten Island, downtown Manhattan, Breezy Point and the Jersey Shore, has been harrowing and emotionally exhausting. We feel incredibly lucky and blessed that we are safe, together and in our home. Our families are also safe even though their neighborhood in Long Island looks like a different world with trees down all over the place, including an enormous oak that missed my parents' house by about ten feet, and a power-outage that is projected to last more than two weeks. This is such a terrible tragedy and my heart goes out to everyone who has lost a loved one or their home. We were evacuated from our beloved neighborhood in Zone A but unlike many New Yorkers in the same predicament, we were fortunate enough to be able to return a few days later with our power restored. The word "lucky" does not begin to express how we feel.
Yesterday I went for a walk near my neighborhood to shoot some photographs but I had to turn around and come home because the fumes from the generators were too much and the scene was overwhelming. Here are some images from my Instagram feed from the days before the hurricane and its aftermath downtown. It's hard to believe that this was just a week ago but I feel like I'm in a time warp of sorts. I hope you have a safe and happy weekend where ever you are.
The view from our window on Monday night while the hurricane ravaged the city. We didn't lose power where we were staying with family.
The entrance to the Battery Underpass going east by the West Side Highway filled with water.
The BatteryUnderpass on the FDR Drive going west in front of the ferries to Governor's Island and Staten Island.
One New York Plaza where water filled the basement and poured back out into the street.
Most of the water has receded but gallons upon gallons are being pumped out of the buildings and into the sewers and in the meantime it's collecting on the streets.
I drove uptown for an appointment yesterday on a nearly traffic-less FDR Drive.
If you're in the city and would like to help, New York Cares has a lot of information and you can also donate funds directly to the city or to the Red Cross.
We stayed calm around the baby since she's way too little to be able to understand what was happening. She missed being home so much and she knew that something was up but we kept it light for her. On Monday morning we went for a walk and came upon a fire station where she met a NYC fireman and even sat in the truck. The nicest man ever, a guy named Joe, indulged us and helped us entertain our two-year old. He was resigned to the fact that the hurricane was coming and that his house in Far Rockaway was just 100 feet from the ocean. I've been thinking about him non-stop.
Her innocence and her sweet smile light up my life.