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If you were stranded on…

I come from a long line of worriers. Women who’ve perfected the art of double- and triple-checking locked doors, repeatedly asking “are you sure?” until rage or frustration sets in, and quickly jumping from the most benign scenario to the world’s worst personal apocalypse. Frankly, it’s a skill. Continue reading If you were stranded on…

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365 Photos – 38/52

I know I’m obsessed with sunflowers, but I’m a little bit in love with this old man sunflower I found in Belmar, NJ on Saturday. I was walking to my car when I passed it and needed to stop to grab a picture. There’s something so frail and delicate about a dying sunflower.

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Newark Blackout

From the Newark Airport home, there were no streetlights, no traffic lights, or anything. It’s completely deserted, and there are a few cops every few feet to help at the intersections. It’s such a strange feeling to be driving through this busy urban area, where it’s completely dark, apart from your car headlights.

(Totally shoddy video of the ride home. You get the idea, though.)

On McCarter Highway, a whole lane was being taken up by those waiting for gas. It’s quiet, punctuated briefly by sirens and ambulances coming through.

I’ve been following @CoryBooker on Twitter, who seems to be responding to as many people as he can about the power and heat situations, but there are so many requests coming in and so many families in need.

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Aerial

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Snapped a picture flying into Newark Airport. From the air, you can really see just how many homes are still without power. I happened to see a row of homes light up at the same time – I believe PSE&G restored power just as I was watching. I can imagine how relieved those families are.

Seeing the New York skyline, it was pitch black from the Empire State Building to Wall Street. It’s so surreal.

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Sandy

While I may have been physically away during the storm, my heart has been home in New Jersey. Thankfully, my immediate family is safe and sound, and it has been heartwarming to receive and send messages between friends and family, checking in on one other.

It’s also been extremely emotional seeing the damage, especially down at the Shore. I grew up near Atlantic City, spent every summer in Seaside Heights, and spent the last year in Jersey City. I’m anxious to be home, get our feet on the ground, and help as much as I possibly can.