...and thankfully, back in one piece!
Thursday night I was working at one of my organization's events in Staten Island. From my seat at the registration table I could see the street and a view of everyone entering. It was just about 5:15 when I saw that it was raining and it was "coming down in sheets." Then I noticed about two feet of water rushing down the street, as one of my colleagues described it, "like a river." In the next minute I saw a ferocious wind and thought, "It looks like we're in 'Wizard of Oz'." I never really thought we were in "Wizard of Oz," or even could be anywhere close to a tornado in Staten Island. Fifteen minutes later someone came in and said that there had been a tornado in the Tottenville section of Staten Island. I didn't have any fear because I didn't believe that there could be a tornado anywhere in New York City. Perhaps naive, but exactly how I felt.
It turns out that there were two tornadoes, the one I saw in Staten Island and another one in Brooklyn and Queens and there was lots of damage. Trees came down and homes and businesses were damaged, too. The sign post at the Little League field, where my colleague is very active, was bent in half. My neighborhood and the neighborhoods near the Staten Island Ferry -- both in Manhattan and Staten Island -- were blessedly unscathed.
Yom Kippur (Day of Atonement) ended last night. It is a holiday that begins at sundown and goes an hour past sundown the next day. It is a fast day, with lots of time for prayer and reflection. I had my prayer list with me and those who had asked for specific prayers were well remembered, as well as all of my blog friends and families collectively.
I hope to do a lot of blog visiting this evening and catch up and say hello. Wishes to all for a great week!