The ice storm cometh to Toronto the Good

Dan and I are wintering in warm Florida. We are thankful to have avoided the horrific weather conditions in Toronto,  however we are concerned about family and friends back in our home town.The ice storm struck Saturday night, leaving about three hundred ,and fifty thousand residences without power, heat, or water. It is very hard to communicate and make contact with many because besides the power outages those who use Rogers cable as their provider for telephone, internet and television were left without these services, totally isolating many.

I received a text message from my son saying he had no power and no phone service.  He inquired whether the condo complex where we live had power. His plan was to move with his wife and  young family into our unoccupied condo if all was O.K. Well I couldn’t get hold of anybody. The condo office didn’t answer and neither did most of the neighbours I called. They all used Rogers cable for their services and thus had no services. Finally I was able to connect with one resident who told me that ours was the only building in the area that had power and working elevators. Great News? Not quite. The water pump failed and only managed to pump water to the lower floors. Our unit was a couple of floors higher. people were filling buckets with water from the main floor party room and the workout locker rooms to enable them to flush their toilets.

My older daughter posted on Facebook that she had full power. I sent a text message to my son, advising him of this fact and  he and his family moved in with his sister and brother in law and their family. My daughter also offered shelter to others who were without power. She was not alone. Toronto was showing that she still had her goodness. Many of her inhabitants opened their homes to those in need and invited them for Christmas dinner. Power for many will not be restored until after the holidays. How sad. 

A Canadian Tire store ordered a shipment of generators which didn’t arrive until late Sunday night. The customers who were waiting at the store for them were treated by Canadian Tire to Pizza and a soft drink for their dinner. Warming centres are opening and drives are being organized to deliver water and food to those stranded, many of them seniors with serious health issues. The volunteers often have to make their way up dark stair cases , sometimes up 20 flights or more, carrying heavy bottled water and a flashlight.

Streets are like skating rinks. Power lines and beautiful large trees are down – blocking roadways and driveways. Two hospitals were closed. My heart goes out to all those affected and I hope my city gets back to normal shortly.

About epsnider

E.P SNIDER is the pen name that I used to publish "WHY ME- a memoir". I used a pen name so as not to embarrass my spouse, my offspring, their offspring, my grand dogs and my friends. A dream came true when I had my first book published at the age of sixty-nine. "WHY ME? "is a collection of memoirs recounted from various stages of my life and the lives of those that I love or like at least some of the time. Most of the incidences are humorous-some are not. I am a senior but I feel more like a junior except for the aches and pains. When I look in the mirror I often see my mother or some other aging lady with wrinkles and sun spots. The amount and depth of wrinkling depends on which mirror I am looking into, the degree of lighting and how well my skin absorbed the moisturizing cream that day. Although I am mature in years, maturity is definitely not one of my virtues. If something strikes me as funny I get the giggles. Most of my family and many of our friends have a rather warped sense of humour-so I giggle a lot. Laughter plays an important role in our lives. My friends were a significant inspiration for me to begin my writing career. For the past number of years hubby and I have been spending part of the winter season in Florida to escape the sometimes bitter cold climate in Toronto Canada. Every year I send emails to those left behind. To my delight they find my emails to be hysterical and a cure for their winter doldrums. They compare my style of writing to that of the late Erma Bombeck. For those of you not familiar with the author-- she was a beloved American humorist in the 1970's and 1980's. I have loved literature and creative writing from an early age. I spent some of my growing up years in Alberta and won a prize for a best poem commemorating Alberta's bicentennial year. My grade seven teacher was a large and forceful woman, with white hair and course bristly white chin hairs to match. We were all intimidated by her and thus listened intently as she drilled us about parsing sentences and adverbs and adjectives. She provided me with a good basis of the English language. In addition to "Why Me" I have had a short essay published in a book of assorted memoirs by Canadian woman. I currently write for our Toronto Condominium newspaper. I hope to do more writing, although I am not sure if my family can cope with any more of my meltdowns when blocks of written material mysteriously disappear off of my computor. I admit I am computor and electronically challenged, but I will persevere. - - - - - - - - - - - Writing has been a passion of mine through out my life. Ever since I took a step forward and entered into the world of computers, a new world of opened up for me. I found myself engrossed in writing emails with lengthy updates about my life's recent highlights. To my delight, people found me...funny! I then offered to write for my condo newsletter, and I recently had a short memoir published. For the last several years I became glued to my computer, transferring my hand-written life adventure notes to an actual story of my life's defining moments. Finally, at the age of 69, I was done... I wrote a book! AND it's actually published. People are reading it. People are enjoying it. I am thrilled! Plus, it's one of the greatest gifts I could ever give my family. Talk about a dream come true. My advice to you: Think positive, keep your eye on the prize, and you too can enjoy as your dreams and desires come to fruition.
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2 Responses to The ice storm cometh to Toronto the Good

  1. I know what that’s like. My thought and prayers go out to all those suffering through this. Glad your son found warm shelter with his sister. So sweet of her to open her door to him and others. Sometimes the very worst circumstances can bring out the best in people, as demonstrated by your post. Have lovely weekend and a very Happy New Year!

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  2. epsnider says:

    Thanks Elizabeth . You too.

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