Drew and I just returned to our apartment after walking south about 6 blocks to check on conditions at Léman Manhattan Preparatory School, where he is Head of School. The building is in Zone B, just a couple of blocks from Battery Park, and a half block down from the New York Stock Exchange. During Irene, the basement took on some water; but so far all is dry, the sump pump idle.
The streets between here and there were quiet, except for a few people walking their dogs, or checking out stores which might still be open.
But no luck. . . even each of the four Starbucks we passed along the way was empty, stools upturned, lights off.
As we walked up Broadway towards our apartment, I wondered if we would ever again see that street, constantly teeming with people and traffic, so. . . unoccupied.
The streets between here and there were quiet, except for a few people walking their dogs, or checking out stores which might still be open.
But no luck. . . even each of the four Starbucks we passed along the way was empty, stools upturned, lights off.
The Stock Exchange stood silent, deserted.
Kind of eerie in a very film-like way.
ReplyDeletePraying tonight!
I am sending light and love your way! xx
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