Hurricanes Bring People Together
Today, in the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy, things are different in my small town. For example, at the moment, we are all pretty much gathered here at the library, a virtual party, because there is Wi-Fi and heat and light here. (The last time I was at the library was when library cards were paper, and you carried them in your wallet. Not on your iPhone as an App.)
Earlier I saw my next-door-neighbor for the first time in a very long time. Never mind it was initiated by my checking out a tree that had blown over and fallen across the fence and onto the top of his brand new Mercedes Benz, we stood there catching up for hours. In fact today I’ve seen several neighbors I haven’t seen in a while – one I met for the very first time today. I’ve been meaning to go over, but today I learned he’s lived there for six years. Already?
But here at the library the party rolls on. I see faces I haven’t seen in years. Old friends I knew when we all had small children together, children who are here now too, now all grown up and driving and thriving; last time I saw them was at a library story time.
And at home, the activities have shifted. With no power, my family spent the evening in front of the fire, playing long leisurely games of Hearts and Gin Rummy. There were no phone calls, no texting, no email-checking. No TV. It was different. And lovely. Sure, I want the power to come back on. But maybe . . .Maybe not just yet.
Please File Under: The Good Thing About Hurricanes.