Storms

HURRICANE! It Dawned Like Every Other Day in Boston ...

... it assured me of endless work for months to come. 

by Bill Jodrey

The day of "The 1938 Hurricane" dawned just like every other day in the Boston area, but by 5:00 p.m., if one was out of doors, one sensed a change was in the air.

At the time, and as I was working out in the yard, I noticed that the shrubs were rustling and the trees were swaying in a most unusual way.

From my hilltop advantage I scanned the lower land around me and I could see the treetops lurching and bobbing like dancers in "The  Dance of the Wooden Soldiers."

I went indoors to check the radio for a weather report and I learned that a hurricane was closing down on the New England area.

That storm was a nightmare experience for many people, but for me, a township tree surgeon, it assured me of work for endless months to come.

September 1, 2000


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