It seems we had the sweet, loveable Sandra Dee in our area while further north the cigarette-smoking, leather-wearing Sandy prevailed. We were extremely fortunate, having only steady rain and a little wind instead of the mass flooding and destruction seen in other parts of the East Coast. Now that she’s moving out, the rebuilding can begin. Material things can always be replaced. My thoughts and prayers are with those further north who will be dealing with the hurricane’s aftermath for days and weeks. It could have always been worse though.