Irene came barreling through the Northeast six months ago this Tuesday, February 28. My six year old accompanied on a tour of some of the worst-damaged sites from the devastation on a recent afternoon, the weather warmish and the skies a moody mix of rich sun and scurrying clouds.
We retraced the steps we took two days after the heavy rains dumped record amounts at summer’s end, starting near our home a hillside up from the Catskill Creek, where several dozen boats were lost into the nearby Hudson, along with all the rides at a popular waterside ice . . .
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