“Crash, crack, smash!” – Two years ago, Hurricane Sandy slammed our shores. In a few short hours, the ocean met the bay and Long Beach was under water without electric or clean water and ‘shelter’ took on a brand new meaning. One night’s damage would take years from which to recover. For weeks and months on end help came from everywhere and in all forms. The kindness of strangers never ceased to amaze me. Read the rest of this entry
“Grandpa would have liked this posting a great deal, coming from you.”
I never really got the chance to know my grandfather; he passed away when I was one. A Facebook post of our adventure in Washington D.C. on the 70th anniversary of D-Day elicited this response from my uncle and it made my heart smile.
This past weekend Mathew and I drove to Baltimore to visit my brother and sister-in-law. On Friday, we took the train to Washington, D.C. to spend the day. It just so happened to be the 6th of June. Read the rest of this entry