On helping those effected by the wrath of Sandy.
It’s hard to imagine New York under water or even without power. As citizens, we’re taught invincibility. But making my way above 39th street this morning where the only remaining power in New York City still flickered, I couldn’t help liken the current climate to what felt like the direct aftermath of 9/11. Crowds of residents infiltrating the sidewalks, strangers attempting random acts of kindness, one unified conversation, a fight for the same cause. That exact brand of kinship that seems to manifest only in the wake of disaster.
Yes, Hurricane Sandy’s devastating wrath debunked whatever trivial comic relief I sought yesterday. Sincere apologies if my homage to (not-so) famous Sandys had offended anyone. This is a terribly grave situation and should be treated as such. I feel very grateful for having been able to seek shelter uptown and figured using this WiFi for anything less than an effort to help begin the restoration process would render effectively useless.
I’ve therefore included a link to the American Red Cross website where an ample selection of options to donate whatever you wish can be given in the name of helping those in the New York area left tragically defeated.
Should you wish to, you can simply text REDCROSS to the number 90999 or take a look through this list of aid groups offered by CNN earlier this evening. My mother also wants you to know that should you need a place to stay over night, our doors are open.