During my stay in New Jersey, I passed these houses daily. Finally I walked to the ridge and found nothing left on the ocean side but rubble on a thin strip of sand. Lapping up against these low hills, the Atlantic stretched away for 3700 miles. Next stop, France.
Three dedicated volunteers manage a mountain of donations
Post hurricane Sandy, I sorted pants in the pilehurricane Sandy elicited poignant offerings amid the trash Post hurricane Sandy life raft with toys at the helm
post hurricane Sandy, our disaster relief crew headquarters
