My dear wife Karen and I headed out to run an errand when she got off from her job at SMG Monday night. We didn’t stay out long. It was still light when I pulled my Chevy Cruze down the hill on our street in our Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood when we saw the lights.
The emergency vehicles were on our street. Yes, the flashing lights belonged to a fire truck. Wasn’t that in front of the Little Bitty?
Our hearts jumped. Was Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle OK? Was our cherished house in trouble? I pulled over by the apartment building across the street and we surveyed the situation. An emergency worker in uniform and a helmet said it was OK to pull into our driveway. We saw Good Neighbor Tim and Wonderful Wife Lorraine standing in their front yard. Sparks were coming from an overhead power line, they explained.
Out came my iPhone 6 at first.
Then I went inside to grab my new iPad Pro to take aim at the National Grid man on his lift, working to disengage the troublesome power line.
Once the worker hooked his tool around the sparking line, all the lights on our streets went out.
Some folks stayed outside watching.
Karen told Lorraine how it was not surprising that I knew one of the emergency workers by name. Yes, EMT Sara was a co-reporter with me at the big daily in a previous life.
Went we went back inside the darkening house, Karen said she saw the National Grid guy put a new part in up on the pole.
Soon after, the lights came back on.
What was the latest emergency spotted in your neighborhood? Have you ever spotted emergency vehicles in the vicinity of your house? What’s the longest you’ve been without power?