I spent the day in North Jersey with family. Even though a large percentage of Bayonne is still without electric it was an important day to just sort of be together. It has been a week since their power went out and time seems to go much slower when you're constantly cold. I am so hoping that with night fall and a new day that power begins to return to homes and life can begin to resume with some sense of normalcy. There is still a lot of clean up and homes to reconstruct and the damage is much worse just a few miles north of them.
There are presently two gas stations opened in Bayonne with thousands of cars in need of fuel. With that brings a very long stream of cars waiting, waiting and a little more waiting. I was able to bring a few containers of gas for a friend and family members. I haven't filled a tank via gas can and my hands, which still smell like gas, are quite the testament to that.
Yesterday my cousin waited in line for three hours for a tank of gas. It's a degree of madness that is ensuing a bit of panic and angst among many in the North East. The hope is that the supply will increase and the restrictions will soon be lifted. It's amazing how much we take for granted and are really so ill equipped for a state of emergency.
The shelters are all full and, fortunately, food supplies are streaming in consistently. It was awesome to take a car load of supplies and roll right into the family's turf. Blankets, diapers, baby formula, warm clothing and water made a lot of people happy. Good job people of Starbucks and Seneca! Woop!
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