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Six days beyond Superstorm Sandy,
people—including my daughter—are finally returning to their New York City
apartments with power and some evidence of sanity restored. On Staten Island, however, many people don’t
have places left to return to. They have
only a floor of sticks and mud and a house of clouds and wind.
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One summer, back in my preteens, I dove
into Canyon Ferry Reservoir while wearing my prescription glasses. My older, almost-cousin, dove in a bit later,
wearing goggles, and frogged down to the bottom of the lake to retrieve
them. We were both pretty happy about
that. Three years later he dove into shallow
water in the same lake and broke his neck.
He ended up an angry and frail quadriplegic from that dive. I have not been swimming in that lake since.
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The fact that I observed a dozen Canada geese
flying northward over my house does not mean that they are not flying south for
winter.
--Mitchell
Hegman
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