Mon 15 Mar 2010
It is quite ugly around New Jersey right now. This weekend’s storm left a lot of devastation throughout our region. Trees and power lines are down all over; PSE&G is saying that some residents will not get their power back until Wednesday or Thursday. United Water is telling a number of communities to boil their water before consuming – New Milford is not in that advisory area.
As one would expect after 4 inches of rain on top of major snow melt these past couple of weeks, parts of New Milford were yet again underwater as the Hackensack River overflowed its banks after the Oradell Reservoir exceeded its flood stage and it fed its overflow to the Hackensack. As residents of Columbia Street evacuated once again because of the waters, I couldn’t imagine what was going through their minds. By the evening, the waters were receding. Everyone is happy that this weekend’s flooding was not as bad as 2007.
Power in our part of New Milford (the northern half) went out on Sunday morning around 6:30. With so many trees and power lines down, I did not expect anyone to show up for church. By the grace of God, 26 souls arrived for church in the dark. As I was preaching, I wondered what the church would be like if we had skylights.
Our volunteer fire fighters were at it all day. A couple of days before the storm, they prepared their rescue boat that I know they hoped would not be used. But it was needed.
With all the damage in New Milford, we were not as bad off as other areas. Parts of Wayne and Bound Brook are underwater this morning. Others are facing major repairs to their homes, businesses, and cars. And yes, two families in Teaneck are mourning the loss of loved ones after a tree crashed down on them as they were walking back from their synagogue.
Last evening, I drove around a bit to see the after effects of the storm and how clean up was going. Detours were prevalent, but traffic was moving. Workers from all stages of the clean up process were working hard as chainsaws roared everywhere I drove. As I drove back toward Saint Matthew’s, a PSE&G truck was working on the “troubled pole” near Main Street, the location of the transformer that always seems to blow in bad storms. You can see that the workers were diligently doing whatever they needed to do to get power up and running. By 7:40, power was back on.
By then, I was sitting in the bedroom of the house. Candles were flickering when I heard the most joyous sound — a power surge to the generator next door at the New Milford Fire Department. For 12 hours, that generator hummed. After six hours, the ceaseless whir of the generator got on my nerves. But that power surge was joy to my ears, and not just because I knew that power was restored and life in our little part of New Milford could return to some kind of normal.
I knew the generator would turn off.