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Shame on me for thinking that the East Coast deserved a longer storm reprieve following Hurricane Sandy’s assault on the region. Yet once again I found my hometown right in the center of a major weather disaster that crippled our infrastructure.
The Blizzard of 2013, or Nemo, didn’t exactly come by surprise, but nobody expected the storm to dump 30 inches of snow on the area, to bury motorists on the Long Island Expressway, to collapse roofs and renders municipal highway crews useless for days.
As a journalist, these types of situations always put you on high alert, balancing your own shoveling out and family safety with an almost panicky drive to tell the stories coming out of the disaster. It’s a rush, for sure, but it’s sobering too. The bowling alley where I’d taken my family one week earlier collapsed under the weight of the snow. The road I drive every day when I go to the store, to meetings or to campus to teach made national headlines when dozens of cars became stuck in the snow, and drivers had to spend the night in their cars, cold and watching as a few feet of snow, and even higher drifts, buried them. I’ve gathered a few of my observations from the storm for a column I published on Patch.
At home, we were beyond snowed in, and it took me two days to shovel out my cars. But we never lost power, our house was warm and our fridge was stocked, so I really shouldn’t be complaining. Maybe my back was sore, but we survived just find.
Below you’ll find an assortment of photos I took after the storm, some from my home and some as part of our coverage of the blizzard at Patch.
Here’s hoping we catch a break from natural disasters for a while.