I have no problem admitting that this hurricane scared the bejeezos out of me. I was a hot mess during Hurricane Irene, but Sandy was way worse. Tim and I truly lucked out though: Our apartment building didn’t sustain any damage. We didn’t even lose power or internet service. Our little street is kinda jacked, though, and some cars were not as lucky as the people nestled inside the neighboring apartments:
Most of my family lives on Long Island and I couldn’t get in touch with any of them at all. It drove me insane. Long Island is terribly prone to flooding. I worried about them and their pets (naturally, we all have pets. My parents have a dog with diabetes who needs daily medication). My ninety-something grandmother finally has power and I actually got to talk to her yesterday. I’ve only been able to talk to my parents briefly (mostly 30-second warbled cell phone conversations) and my Aunt Jo not at all. My cousins live in lower Manhattan and I fear that it will be a long time before that section of the city is back to normal. I keep calling everyone in hopes that they’ve gotten their power back.
Our libraries are back open today, though I won’t be going back to work until Monday (I worked Saturday, so I wouldn’t have to work on Friday anyway). Though I can walk around my neighborhood just fine, inter-borough travel looks rough. I can’t find the right combination of busses to get where I need to go, and our subway system looks like this:
As you can see, lower Manhattan and much of Brooklyn is missing. My go-to lines for getting from Queens to Brooklyn are gone for the moment.
Let me ask you: How is your library post-Sandy? Your communities? What can we as librarians/concerned citizens do to rebuild/repair damaged libraries and/or collections?
~Love and Libraries, Ingrid