Why do I write about Haiti at a time when we have our own problems to worry about? Maybe because of the difference I noticed in Roker’s demeanor during his reports here and in Haiti. Make no mistake, he did his report from our neighborhood with a proper amount of duty and seriousness. He was not his usual jovial self. But missing was the complete look of shock, dread and horror that was so obvious during his reports from Haiti.
The fears and apprehensions this community is experiencing are very real indeed. For many, being evacuated will be more than an inconvenience. It’s almost a certainty (although I pray I will be proven wrong) that reporters gathered here will get their story. The hills above us are saturated. There will be flooding. It’s just a matter of how much and how well we’ve prepared.
Again, my mind wanders back to the millions of people in Haiti, whose lives will remain torn apart long after we’ve recovered from whatever lies ahead. For as bad as it may get, we get the opportunity to evacuate. We get a chance to side step Mother Nature with our valuables, our pets and our loved ones relatively intact. When the last storm departs, our schools will most likely be standing, our hospitals functioning, the shelves of our stores stocked.