I was at a volunteer station in Staten Island this weekend when I recognized a man. I remembered taking his photo on Christmas Day last year, in Greenwich Village. The holiday-themed caption was: “Count Your Blessings.” How fitting that I’d discover him one year later, on the other side of the city, helping with hurricane relief.
While I was touring the Rockaways, I heard about a 103 year old woman who’d been forced out of her home by the storm. When I arrived at the house, I found her children surveying the damage. “We grew up here,” they said. “Our mother lived here for 65 years.”
“How’s she doing?” I asked.
“She’s… quiet.”
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In times of crisis, we realize the mass amount of manpower and infrastructure underlying those resources we take for granted. This truck was driven into Staten Island by FuelReliefFund.org, a charity that specializes in delivering fuel to disaster areas. A little less romantic than handing out food and blankets, but such important work. Their motto: “The next best thing to food, water, and shelter.”
