For those of us living in Harrison, New Jersey, the impact of Hurricane Irene was rather anticlimactic. After almost a week of hype, with newscasters and weathermen alike predicting a whole world of trouble for our area, all we saw was a bit of flooding and a lot of rain. The grayish-brown skies that loomed over us for two days compelled citizens to run out and stock up on flashlights, non-perishable food and water, and candles. We huddled inside as we waited for the first rainfall. Some of us boarded up our windows, taped up our cars, and made sure that nothing that could break through windows was left outside. Most of us in Harrison had never felt the effects of a bona-fide hurricane before, apart from spurts of heavy rainfall from passing hurricanes.
These news reports of a devastating hurricane coming left us all wanting to be nothing but prepared. And as we watched our windows nervously to see what was coming, we were relieved at how our mess became an almost non-event. Aside from sporadic flooding that didn't last for more than a day, the town of Harrison, New Jersey, is for the better part in the clear. What's ironic is how cities around us felt Irene's wrath. The city of Cranford found itself calling the National Guard; Hoboken is flooded, leaving its citizens stranded; people spoke of seeing people jet-skiing through Newark. Simply put, Irene was a wash - if not for us, then for everyone else.
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