“Oh a mighty wind’s a blowin’, it’s kickin’ up the sand,
It’s blowin’ out a message to every woman, child and man…”—“A Mighty Wind,” written by Eugene Levy, Christopher Guest and Michael McKean, for the movie A Mighty Wind (2003)
Actually, this weekend, like much of my area in northeast New Jersey, the “message” must of us wanted to send was to PSE&G: GET THE POWER BACK ON. We became hypnotized by many, many minutes of staring at weather maps like the one accompanying this post, showing winds anywhere from 65 to 75 MPH--as many as 20 MPH more than the winter storm that blew through here two weeks ago.
I was at Mass, around 20 minutes before 6 pm on Saturday night, when the lights blinked, struggled to stay on, then went out again, this time for good. The rest of the Mass was conducted by flash- and candlelight.
A block away, at home, the same thing had happened. No power for the next 30 hours. What was especially aggravating was that, as we made do with quilts, candles, flashlights, etc.—and, toward the end, a boiled-water alert—we could see, at the end of our street, other houses that hadn’t lost power.
Well, it could be worse. We appear to have escaped otherwise largely unscathed. Others weren’t so lucky, with trees down and wires down all over the place—and even some lives lost.
It’s good to be back online—not to mention warm again! Here's hoping that you, faithful reader, emerged okay from all this...
It’s blowin’ out a message to every woman, child and man…”—“A Mighty Wind,” written by Eugene Levy, Christopher Guest and Michael McKean, for the movie A Mighty Wind (2003)
Actually, this weekend, like much of my area in northeast New Jersey, the “message” must of us wanted to send was to PSE&G: GET THE POWER BACK ON. We became hypnotized by many, many minutes of staring at weather maps like the one accompanying this post, showing winds anywhere from 65 to 75 MPH--as many as 20 MPH more than the winter storm that blew through here two weeks ago.
I was at Mass, around 20 minutes before 6 pm on Saturday night, when the lights blinked, struggled to stay on, then went out again, this time for good. The rest of the Mass was conducted by flash- and candlelight.
A block away, at home, the same thing had happened. No power for the next 30 hours. What was especially aggravating was that, as we made do with quilts, candles, flashlights, etc.—and, toward the end, a boiled-water alert—we could see, at the end of our street, other houses that hadn’t lost power.
Well, it could be worse. We appear to have escaped otherwise largely unscathed. Others weren’t so lucky, with trees down and wires down all over the place—and even some lives lost.
It’s good to be back online—not to mention warm again! Here's hoping that you, faithful reader, emerged okay from all this...
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