So this happened: I was away at the meetings of the American Folklore Society — in New Orleans, of all places — and well-sheltered from the storm. But Sarah was here in Philadelphia. And from my relative proximity, I had ample opportunity to worry — to imagine her ambling about a heath, blustering, with only […]
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Goodnight, Irene.
Sometimes we cook. And sometimes the world impinges. Hurricane Irene came through Saturday night, bringing with it wind and rain, and knocking out power on half our block. The neighbors, like Sarah and I, came outside onto their porch to watch the spectacle. They told us that the people on the news were calling it […]