As Hurricane Isaac is about to make landfall on the Gulf Coast of the United States, I can’t stop thinking about Hurricane Andrew, who hit my hometown in Miami, Florida back on August 24, 1992. Hurricane Andrew, the third costliest hurricane, costing over $26 billion, hit our neighboring city of Homestead, Florida the hardest.
The morning of August 24th, around 3am, I will always remember very clearly. The winds were howling so loud it woke me up. The sky was bloody red. It looked and sounded like a really horrible scary movie. To this day, I can never watch horror movies.
The days that followed were some of the toughest I had experienced. My colleague Mark Rogers’ put it well in his blog he shared “Conditions were terrible”. Looking at the devastation of Hurricane Andrew to our State, our neighbors, our home, what was in front of me was pure sadness. After many, many weeks, school was able to resume in trailers. On the first day back, not all of my friends returned. I heard some decided to move away permanently while others were not ready to return. I remembered my homeroom teacher telling us to stay connected. Read More »