I usually use this space to discuss culture, music or books,
but given the volume of messages Renata and I have gotten over the course of the weekend due to our location and the upcoming onslaught of hurricane Irene (which should hit us in about 12 hours), allow me to let you know that we are completely out of the evacuation zone here on Staten Island.
The place where we make our home is on top of Curtis Hill, a high area that is actually next door to one of the many evacuation centers on Staten Island. If you look at the map of the island, we are a couple of hundred yards from the northern tip of the island – but far enough from the areas prone to flooding to feel secure enough to stay
The city has – as of 12 noon today – suspended all public transportation,
except for the Ferry, which will continue to run while conditions allow it to
do so (thanks to their service, countless WTC survivors and people who were in lower Manhattan made it safely home on that fateful day almost a decade ago). The lower-lying areas have been evacuated since yesterday, and now those of us who are out of the risk zone are basically bracing ourselves for things to come.
I understand that Mayor Bloomberg and Gov. Cuomo are being
as proactive as they can in this matter – during last winter’s major snowstorm,
the city was less than effective about responding to the record snowfall, and
neither of them want – using a Brazilian idiom – another pineapple in their hands again.
We are however thankful for all your concern, and we hope that by the end of this week we will be heading downtown to get the “I survived Hurricane Irene” T-shirt….