Wow! I lived in Sandwich at the time with two toddlers on a farm, so had our hands full. I knew it was bad out there on the water, but this story is amazing! I've always thanked the Coast Guard as I live next to the base where they live and train. I've never complained and never will. Thanks for this story. My dear friends had another one - their wedding day in Brewster......long story short:)
Wow. What an amazing story!! Bob was one to remember all right, even if you weren't on the water. I was on the Vineyard, working for the Martha's Vineyard Times, which hadn't yet moved to its current home @ Five Corners. (That move was delayed by the No-Name Nor'easter that fall -- 1991 was one helluva year.) Bob was a relatively dry storm so the salt spray turned summer foliage to fall overnight; we had a second spring in September. I particularly remember the bees -- outdoor cafés on Main Street rigged bee-catchers out of one-liter plastic bottles, and the buzzing was everywhere. The Times office was on a trunk line and so got its power back pretty quickly. Not so most of the up-island staff, including me; where I lived (on the West Tisbury–Chilmark line) didn't get electric back for almost 10 days, but we lucked out in another way: a hospital nurse lived on the same tangle of roads, so volunteer EMTs and friends showed up with chainsaws to clear the roads of some humongous downed trees so she could get to work -- and the rest of us could get to State Road.
Wow! I lived in Sandwich at the time with two toddlers on a farm, so had our hands full. I knew it was bad out there on the water, but this story is amazing! I've always thanked the Coast Guard as I live next to the base where they live and train. I've never complained and never will. Thanks for this story. My dear friends had another one - their wedding day in Brewster......long story short:)
Wow. What an amazing story!! Bob was one to remember all right, even if you weren't on the water. I was on the Vineyard, working for the Martha's Vineyard Times, which hadn't yet moved to its current home @ Five Corners. (That move was delayed by the No-Name Nor'easter that fall -- 1991 was one helluva year.) Bob was a relatively dry storm so the salt spray turned summer foliage to fall overnight; we had a second spring in September. I particularly remember the bees -- outdoor cafés on Main Street rigged bee-catchers out of one-liter plastic bottles, and the buzzing was everywhere. The Times office was on a trunk line and so got its power back pretty quickly. Not so most of the up-island staff, including me; where I lived (on the West Tisbury–Chilmark line) didn't get electric back for almost 10 days, but we lucked out in another way: a hospital nurse lived on the same tangle of roads, so volunteer EMTs and friends showed up with chainsaws to clear the roads of some humongous downed trees so she could get to work -- and the rest of us could get to State Road.
That is one hell of a story! Well told!!
Riveting- and beautifully related!
Thanks.
Chet
Let this not be premonitions of things to come this season. Great story telling.
Wow! Thanks Seth!
Great account!!!