11 Years From Yesterday

Floyd11 years ago yesterday Hurricane Floyd came to NYC. It was preceded by the usual barrage of “Stormtracker” Team coverage on all the local news programs and ominous warnings about winds and rain and flooding. In the end it was really nothing. Nothing at all like the tornado that touched down in my old neighborhood yesterday. Hurricane Floyd will always have a special place in my heart because it brought Glenn and I together. We were both sent home early to Brooklyn that day. Our offices had closed early in advance of the storm. We had met online just weeks before and had had our first date on September 6, 1999. When I got home that day I decided to give him a call and see if he wanted to hang out. He came over with an arm full of Godzilla movies and we settled in together for the long haul. He came over that day and basically never left. We’ve been together ever since.  We always used to celebrate Floyd day but it’s kind of gotten forgotten over the past couple of years. It wasn’t until I was looking at some of the storm coverage from yesterday’s big storm in the city that I realized the date. Yesterday was a pretty ordinary day other than it was Piper’s first day of swimming lessons. The instructor gave them some free swim time at the beginning and after she had watched Piper for a couple of minutes she told me that she was going to put her in the Intermediate class. I was a little hesitant but I shouldn’t have been. Piper had to work to keep up with her other classmates being the smallest and the least experienced swimmer in the group but she did amazingly well. She just kept trying, even when it was clearly difficult for her. I was so very proud of her yesterday. It was a blessing that she got to succeed like that and that I got to see her do it. I fell in love 10 years ago yesterday and then got to fall in love all over again 11 years later.

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  1. owlsez says:

    You are a marvelous writer…painting with words. I happened to reread the “Where were you…” comments and came across yours. Splendid! I felt as if I were there with you, and shuddered.

    Then I looked further and came across Hurricane Floyd – boy! Do I remember that one. We were taking our boat back to the Gulf coast from Vermont. Floyd? No, that was someone else that kept us in Biscayne Bay until he made up his mind if he’d hit the Yucatan or continue north to Florida. Ah, Mitch, not Floyd.

    I digress (a habit). But you got me thinking. Perhaps I’ll do a Hubpage article on fond hurricane memories, my first being on my birthday in 1938.

    May I quote your 9/11 answer in one of my “tolerance” posts? I don’t go overboard preaching as everyone is entitled to their views, but I do wish people would try to walk in others’ shoes.

    An admirer, Gail Hunter (aka Owlsez and Moby Who?)

    Pretty exciting when a child strikes out on their own in the pool,isn’t it?

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