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Hey All,

Up until October 28, 2012 I was a happy music loving guy-happy to be on
the internet enjoying cool things, like LastFM for one. But on October 29, 2012
my life changed- as did my neighbors and many others on the south shore
of Long Island, NY and along with many others, particularly on the New Jersey shore
too. On that day Superstorm Sandy came ashore as a 14 foot high wall of water
from the Atlantic ocean. That wet wall of energy blasted through our streets
with reckless abandonment. The homes closest to the shore took the brunt of the
punch Sandy threw. The lucky ones were flooded to the rafters. Those who were
the really unlucky ones- could do nothing to stop their houses from being ripped off
their respective foundations and collapsing under the weight of water rushing through
the floating homes.

Depending how high or low your street was in relation to sea level, determined your
fate. The average home in our town received around two feet of the Atlantic ocean
into the first floor of the home. The homes that did not collapse or even float out into
the sea- received as much as six feet of the ocean in it. So many homes were destroyed-
nobody got away from the deluge- it just kept coming and coming and coming.

We left our home at 9pm as the water began bubbling up through the floor. We threw
whatever we could to the second floor and waded through 3 feet of rising sea water in the
street, into our Jeep and never looked back. My sister lived far enough from the shore and
offered us a place of safety for the night- while still knowing that when the storm passed
we would have to head back home to see if it was A: Still there, B: Still livable or C: Totally
gone.

At 6 am we pulled up to our house. The world was dark and silent. There was no power-
expected. There was no sign of movement or noises of life anywhere. The place where we
called home, our friends and neighbors- were eerily silent. When the water receded, it left the
entire street littered in seaweed and downed trees of all sizes. Pieces of houses as well as every day
amenities, were strewn about for as far as the eye could see.

It was time to enter our house. The first sense to kick in was the smell. It was like that low tide
odor of decomposition that one smells at the shore, reminding one about the circle of life the sea
participates in. The first notice with our eyes was the receded water level marks. We were lucky-
about a foot and one-half of saturation on the sheet rocked walls, the furniture, and anything else unlucky
enough to have been on the floor at the wrong time. It wasn't until much later during the initial cleaning
and inventorying of the salvaged, that we realized just home much can be lost in the first 18 inches of
height from the floor..

Most things can be replaced- and in fact, the purging of many lost things opened the possibilities of
so many new ways to live. But its the personal items- the one of a kind things you save. My artwork,
and things I wanted to give my son when he's older- gone.

Insurance covered most and in fact at the writing of this - we are 99% back to normal. My normal included
listening to Lastfm - especially when in the creative mood making my artwork. So friends- It is good to be
back, to be here with you- sharing, listening, loving music. I wish you all the best. I hope to meet many more
here- I wish you to be high and dry- and most of all- I wish you peace.

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