It’s been over 2 years, one month and one day since the Superstorm Sandy encroached on Staten Island’s shores, but the horror of it still remains. Although the loss of lives and the devastation of property is not an on-going phenomena any longer, it is still, nevertheless a debilitating issue. For me, it means I…
Mr. Future Storm, I know you also will be relentless, destructive, and strong. Probably stronger than the last storm, Sandy. I’m sure you’re related. I know you will also take away homes, trees, cars, and anything in your path. You will leave destruction. Because that’s what you do. You have no empathy, no remorse, no…
I know my heart and mind will not be able to take another hard blow. I know that you forced me to leave after the last storm. But this time, after you destroy all that is dear and meaningful to me, I will not just leave for a little while, I will be one step…
I remember Oct. 29, 2012 like it just happened. At times it was a warmer night than usual; it was very quiet also. I remember hearing about the storm coming on the radio and on the weather channels. I didn’t think much of it at the time, I thought it was just a bad storm…
Sandy didn't just take my house and rack it for 10 hours during it's wrath, it took my lifestyle, my community, quick chats with my neighbors away from me. It broke up my family and how we communicate and relate to each other. The way it used to be is no more. Things have changed…
A few days ago I saw posts on Facebook that a community run relief hub at 489 Midland Avenue in Staten Island is being evicted by the city, with an ask to call the Public Advocate's office. The next day, I received an email forwarded to me from a friend who knows I know people…
