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Hang in there Dave. Clean up is a pain, need any help.
Hurricane Irene hit DeLuxe hard. The water flowed through the building up to over 2 feet deep. Inventory was swept off shelves two high! Theses photos give you an idea what happened. As of 1 am 8/31/11 the phones were still down in Whippany. When they come back, we will not be taking phones calls (our hands will be too muddy!) but if you leave a message we'll get back to you as soon as we can. It will be at least 2 weeks before we are able to ship any orders, longer before things are even close to normal again. Visit our home page to see photos of the devastation:http://www.deluxetrains.com/index.html
Sorry to hear Dave, your story is unfortunately too common after Irene. Of course since it didnt happen in NYC it was just an overhyped rain storm....
A gazillion storm sewers is what saves the city . Maybe they should put adequate storm sewers in the 'urbs before they sell property , give CofO's , and tax the residents . Or let them live tax free so they can afford flood ins .
This whole question of flood insurance has been bopped around my house and it's just funny how different people in different parts of the country have different relations with the earth they live with. In terms of water, when I lived in New Mexico there were NO storm drains; which turned streets into raging waterways in the flash rain storms that would occur during typhoon season (yes, typhoon season in the desert). I learned quick enough to move my light little Toyota pick-up to high ground and off the street when it threatened to rain like that. When I lived in Eureka California, raging waterways weren't so much dangerous themselves but when mixed with the blue earth of northern California, considerable mud slides (whole large hillsides) were often the order of the day - blocking off access to the town for a few days sometimes, when all three roads into town got hit simultaneously. And when the tsunami warning sirens went off, well that was a potential relationship with water you just didn't want to have at all.Having grown up in the east I think I am qualified to say, easterners are marshmallow soft when it comes to their vulnerability to Mother Nature. We freak out at earthquakes, even though many of us live on faultlines (the Rampopo runs right through NYC and Jersey), and we cry when a big storm comes (even though we build so many houses in coastal areas) and beg for the government to bail us out (the same one we claimed was too big a week ago). We just have no respect and get soooo upset when something happens to us. We need to suck it up, pitch in, and remember how shitty Mama can be sometimes.
Having grown up in the east I think I am qualified to say, easterners are marshmallow soft when it comes to their vulnerability to Mother Nature. We freak out at earthquakes, even though many of us live on faultlines (the Rampopo runs right through NYC and Jersey), and we cry when a big storm comes (even though we build so many houses in coastal areas) and beg for the government to bail us out (the same one we claimed was too big a week ago). We just have no respect and get soooo upset when something happens to us. We need to suck it up, pitch in, and remember how shitty Mama can be sometimes.
Well, geez, when you put it like that, I suppose Dave has no room to complain about his business getting whacked.
I think my statement was more born out of frustration for the repetitive news coverage which has hammered into my psyche complacency.
Mother Nature is taken for granted here in the east, as if she's been tamed. As an armchair student of sociology I've gained respect for how in the west the attitude is more of nervous partnership. I'm the sort of wonk that still keeps an emergency bag in his car - having been stopped on the road twice in May blizzards while driving between Denver and Santa Fe I've actually used it. I know the odds of needing it now, living off of 95, are greatly minimized but I like my odds better having it. And given my propensity towards devil's advocacy, I look for disaster before it strikes wherever I am. Maybe I should work in risk assessment, or take over Chicken Little's job?