The first night, it was an adventure. Light candles, play cards, talk, read a book, enjoy the silence. No TVs. No stereos. No bleeping computers. Just life, shared with those who make it worthwhile.
The first morning, people emerged blinking from their cold and darkened homes, staring in amazement at the fallen wires and splintered trees, sheathed in ice, dazzling in the sun. Instinctively, folks who barely know their neighbors began to work together on a massive cleanup chore.