Here are some pictures Benson took in Flushing the day after the storm while out getting gas. Luckily he had a feeling that we should get gas that day, it came in handy while rescuing friends from their cold and dark apartments!
The Wednesday after the storm we ventured into the city. The traffic was bad and the power was out so the intersections were monitored by traffic cops, and if there were no traffic cops in sight it turned into an absolutely crazy free for all. It always tends to be chaotic in the city with traffic and pedestrians, even with the wonderful order the traffic lights bring. Take that away and...yikes. I'm surprised more people didn't die.
Eventually we were able to pick up Kim and Christian in Mid Town and then travel to the Lower East Side to get Courtney and David and kids. Courtney and David live on the 11th floor of a building that lost power. They walked all the way down to the ground floor (with three days worth of supplies and two kids) to meet us so they could go to Brooklyn and stay with some friends in Park Slope. The van was full and spirits were high!
The next day, with high hopes and fully powered electronics we ventured out again. This time Kim and Christian were hoping to get home, Annie needed to report to work and I was trying to get to Brooklyn. Three hours and only 8 miles later we were able to drop Annie off at work and the rest of us gave up and went back to Flushing to enjoy a nice lunch at a cool hot pot restaurant by our house. It was totally crazy, we all got totally crazy being in the car together for so long and I'm sincerely glad it's over. We made the same trek the next day in only 45 minutes and enjoyed a day in Park Slope with Edwin and Eleanor.
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Reunited and it feels so good! |
Saturday was the first day that we were able to get out and help those whose homes were destroyed. We went with a friend from church to clean out her mom's house. On the block of 40 homes only three had even started cleaning out the debris, her's was the fourth. It was totally devastating.
The water picked everything up and then dropped it where it was carried. The homes were like this in every room. |
Sunday we held small church services in the morning and then crammed onto a school bus to go back out to Far Rockaway and find even more people to help. Benson and I are now in charge of disaster relief through the Mormon church in the area where we live. We have been able to meet with other people who are in charge of the same in surrounding areas and from those meetings we have learned a lot. Something I didn't know before is that when we go and volunteer our time gutting out homes after a disaster we are helping save those families anywhere from $8,000-$50,000. We weren't able to do much in the two days we spent out in the Rockaways but our time was definitely worth something to the sweet people we were able to help.
A Shout out should go to the full-time Mormon Missionaries who have put their normal everyday activities on hold and spend everyday out in the areas most affected by the storm working to clean out homes. Their ability to work so hard and help so many people is humbling to me. Not very many organizations have the resources to send a group of over 350 young people out everyday to clean up after a disaster. I'm so proud to be a member of the Mormon church!
A shout out also needs to go to Grandma Larsen for always doing so much for others. She sent us an envelope addressed to a "hurricane survivor" and asked us to make sure it was given to someone who lost everything in the hurricane and really needed it. I wasn't totally sure who we could give it to but luckily the situation presented itself. As we rode home on the subway after work we couldn't help but overhear a mom talking to her four kids about how their home and her job was destroyed in the storm. I approached her and asked more about her situation and she was extremely gracious in accepting our envelope sent from Grandma Larsen. I listened to her story and together we cried and hugged in the crowded train and a nice lady handed us some tissues. Thanks, Grandma, for making that experience possible!
Our ward preparing to go out and work! |
Piles like these were everywhere for miles around. |
This was an awesome family we helped to clean our their basement |
The troops heading back after a long day gutting out homes |
Lines and lines of garbage trucks to pick up debris |
No shovel left behind! |
Benson finally got a birthday celebration after a few days of work. Thanks Annie and Yahya! |
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The boys braving the storm...crazy. |
birthday love for a super awesome birthday boy |
creepy legs creeping out from a debris pile |
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The bus was packed! We stood the whole way... |
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TRAFFIC! |
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Happy Birthday Bensonater! You are a selfless and wonderful man and I am lucky to have you! |
This was a line of cars just waiting to get gas. Most people waited hours just to be told that there was none left. |
This is a long one but it's also a really good one.
Oh Sandy, baby...
A good shout out to the Mormon Helping Hands
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