About this morning: There are some things in life that will never leave you. Ever since my family survived the flood of 2006 which devastated Sullivan and Delaware Counties and caused my family to be evacuated via rowboat, my stomach sinks whenever I hear of communities ravaged by flood waters. It is amazing what water can do. Finally, after five long years, my community of Roscoe, NY is getting back on its feet.
This summer, I got to explore the Upper Catskill region and appreciated all of the little towns my friend and I visitied because they reminded me so much of back home…and now they’re destroyed. I was in Windham only two weeks ago to compete in Warrior Dash. Now, Windham looks like this:
The sad thing is, these little towns in the Catskills are so remote. They depend on tourism. They depend on people like me to visit because it reminds them of their home or a calmer, quieter lifestyle than what they’re used to. Now, what they will encounter is a dip in tourism. A dip in business. A dip in their real estate market…and just like Roscoe, it will take them years to recover. And just like Roscoe, we’ll forget about these towns until the next disaster occurs.
I just sent an e-mail to the United Way, saying that even though my time is extremely limited, I’m going to find at least two hours to go and help out because I know how much it means (as corny as it sounds) to receive a helping hand through trying times.