Tuesday, September 24, 2019

Tuesday, September 24, 2019


Is this a great place to live or what?

For the last week, Mama Ocean has been in a mood, roiling, throwing wave after wave against the coast.


Last night we felt a M6.3 earthquake that was followed by M5.1, M4.7 and M4.5 aftershocks. In fact, according to earthquaketrack.com, we have had 33 earthquakes, ranging from M2.7, M3.2, M3.3 up to the M6.3, in the last 24 hours alone.

If that weren't enough, Tropical Storm Karen is about to hit the island. All indications are that Karen is pretty much a non-event as tropical storms go. Some wind - maybe 30 mph on the east end of the island, some rain -a couple of inches, again on the east side. The forecast for our side is 10 mph winds and scattered thunderstorms this afternoon.

I mean really - how many places can you get a magnitude 6+ earthquake and a tropical storm all in the same day?

And this morning Mama Ocean was the cleanest and calmest she's been in days. Coda and I went for our morning walk at Shacks Beach and it was flat enough to snorkel.


Go figure. It probably won't last long. Once Karen get past the island tonight she'll make some waves. The surfers will be happ.

Friday, September 20, 2019

Friday, September 20 2019 The second anniversary


Two years ago we were hunkered down riding out the first part of Hurricane Maria. We survived both the storm and its aftermath.

A couple of updates since the hurricane: Trump continues to lie about how much money was appropriated and sent to Puerto Rico to aid recovery. He continues to lie about what a great job FEMA did. You may have read that an assistant FEMA administrator and several other FEMA employees were indicted on corruption and bribery charges in connection with a $1.8 billion contract for the reconstruction of the island's electric grid. What you may not have read is that FEMA sent out letters to pretty much everyone who applied for Individual Assistance with FEMA since 2008 that they incorrectly shared personal addresses of 2.5 million people with private contractors. Of those 2.5 million, 1.8 million also had personal banking information shard with contractors. So pretty much everybody in Puerto Rico post-Maria has had their information shared. We applied for FEMA assistance. When we first applied, we didn't hear anything for a couple of months. We went to check on our application and were told they had no record of us ever applying. So, we applied all over again. (In a way this turned out to be a good thing because that's how we found out about the Small Business Administration's post disaster loans.) Several weeks later we received a letter telling us we were eligible for "Transitional Sheltering Assistance" (in a hotel in San Juan) because our house was damaged. One day later we received another letter from FEMA telling us our house was habitable and therefore we weren't eligible for any assistance. These are not uncommon stories.Yep, cheeto-in-chief, FEMA did a great job in Puerto Rico.

Today is calm, quiet, hot, a bit muggy, and very still. Except for the ocean. The ocean is rockin' and churnin'! These were taken at Playa Pastillo yesterday.



It's bigger today. There are high surf, coastal flooding, and strong rip tide advisories up for today all along the coast.

Hurricane Jerry is spinning around out there almost due east of us in the Atlantic. It shouldn't be a problem; it is tracking well north of us and should pass us during the day tomorrow. We may get some rain - and more waves - but that should be it.

We are supposed to be in Ohio right now for my 50th (!) high school reunion. Between our nephew Ben still in the hospital in San Juan (many trips back and forth), ailing horses (nothing serious!), my sister and niece being here to be with Ben and no one available to care for the animals this weekend, we are sitting this one out. Maybe I will make the next one. (I've said that since the 40th). We will be in Michigan next weekend for our daughter's wedding though!

Unless there is a hurricane of course.

Monday, September 09, 2019

Sunday, September 8, 2019 A mixed bag

First back to Dorian: We are incredibly grateful that Hurricane Dorian missed us completely and only glanced off the Florida coast. That said, I can't even begin to talk about the destruction and heartbreak in the Bahamas. All I can say is I hope the Brits treat the Bahamas better than our government treated us. And last night Dorian moved on to Canada! One hundred mph hurricane winds hit Halifax.

It's been a pretty rocky week. Our nephew Ben was hospitalized in San Juan with what they originally thought was a badly infected abscessed tooth. After a over a week of ups-and-downs, it turns out it's not an abscessed tooth with a huge bacterial infection swelling. Nope. He has lymphoma. As of now we don't know exactly what kind or what stage. We will find that out later this week. So for the past week I've been driving back and forth to San Juan a lot. Ben's mother and sister - my sister and niece - are coming into San Juan tonight so I suspect I will be there even more this week.

On a totally different note yesterday was one of the best days in the young life of Elaine's non-profit Horses of Hope/Caballos de Esperanza.


Frank Perez, the president of the Puerto Rico Association for the Blind came to HoH to ride a horse!

Elaine met Frank several weeks ago at an event to showcase services for the blind island-wide. A friend of ours from a therapeutic riding center on the other side of the island was also presenting at the event and arranged for another mutual friend to bring a horse. At that event Frank touched a horse for the first time and admitted his life long dream was to ride a horse.

Elaine said, "We can make that happen!"

It took a couple of weeks and several contact to get him past his initial anxiety and to actually get him here to ride. Yesterday was the day.

Elaine had a brilliant lesson plan designed to introduce Frank step by step and to guide him through the process. His class, as do all classes, began with being introduced to "his" horse (in this case Chocolate) by grooming.


The last step is grooming usually cleaning the hooves. Elaine thought this would be just a cursory introduction. Frank was fascinated by Choco's hooves, how hard they are, the shape, the feel and the pattern of the underside of the hoof around the frog.


The next step was tacking up Chocolate, putting on his saddle and reins. Frank was more involved in the process than many of our other clients!

From there, with the aid of our volunteers Chris, Paola, and Michael, Elaine had Frank walk with Chocolate around the riding arena so he could get a sense of its size and shape.



Then (drumroll please) they all moved to the mounting block. Again, Elaine had Frank feel the block, its size and shape and height. She also had him feel how tall Chocolate was compared to the mounting block. He immediately understood that he would stand on the block to get on the horse.


With Elaine's guidance - and with a bit of rising anxiety - Frank climbed the stairs. With help from Elaine and his volunteers Frank got on a horse for the first time in his life.



After that, there was nothing to do but ride!




After his first ride this man who had been so anxious, so flat-out scared, realized he can ride! It is a possibility for him. Now he wants to take lessons. His new goal is to ride independently with no side walkers holding him, with the horse leader's lead rope unclipped. This is very realistic, very possible. We can make this happen!

Our whole team, starting with Chocolate and including our rockstar volunteers Chris, Paola, Michel, Eslyn, Gladys, and of course Elaine, created a calm, safe, secure atmosphere to help alleviate Frank's fears and made this dream come true. Now on to the next one!

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