Marcie and I spent last weekend in Brooklyn expecting to look out the window and see total devastation...but we didn’t.
We expected that on our return to our old Victorian era home in Saratoga we’d find it flattened by the two 150 year old oak trees that otherwise frame it with majestic beauty…but we didn’t. Just some leaves, twigs and ¼ of water in the basement that was gone by Tuesday.
Irene left us alone and it was easy to settle back to our daily rhythm as though nothing had happened to anyone anywhere because we were not witnessing it.
Then reports from friends and family in the area- small, historic enchanting towns that are left behind by the rest of the world for the most part, in New York and Vermont were devastated by wild torrents of water beyond imagination.
These oft forgotten towns represent the ancestral fabric of our country and they need our help now.
There are many paths to help…and here is just one. A close friend of a former staff member is among those who are ‘digging’ out. Here are some links…http://windhamrebuild.org/
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