Historic Jane’s Carousel was nearly inundated by Superstorm Sandy three months ago, and the recovery has been grueling.
Restored from the damage caused by the superstorm last year, Jane’s Carousel in Dumbo is quickly getting its business back to normal.
Red Hook Winery, located on the Brooklyn waterfront, had losses totaling a million and a half dollars after Hurricane Sandy. The winery is now rebuilding and thanks countless volunteers and community support (even Mayor Bloomberg stopped by to make a purchase).
Over three months after Hurricane Sandy hit New York city, hundreds still struggle without heat and electricity. This lack of basic amenities inevitably leads to a shortage of food.
“Occupy Sandy” volunteers have created an elaborate food distribution network that provides more than 1,000 meals on a daily basis to relief centers in Brooklyn, Queens and Staten Island. The food is cooked and packaged by volunteers in the “Occupy Sandy” kitchen in Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, and is transported to the affected areas by volunteer drivers.
Brooklyn Borough President Marty Markowitz did not appreciate comments about Brooklyn made by NRA Chief Wayne LaPierre. LaPierre said “looters ran wild in South Brooklyn” after Hurricane Sandy, as an argument for more gun ownership.
Emergency repairs have begun on a shoreline Brooklyn bike path that was destroyed by Hurricane Sandy. The expected completion date is Memorial Day weekend.
Southern Brooklyn has not been immune from this year’s increase in city property tax assessments. That includes homes still reeling from thousands of dollars in damage from Hurricane Sandy.
Friday marked the beginning of the People’s Recovery, a three day summit in Brooklyn, dedicated to the continuation of grassroots relief efforts in areas hit hardest by Hurricane Sandy last October. “It’s a crisis. It’s an absolute humanitarian crisis,” says summit organizer Justin Wedes. “There are people who are still seriously suffering, there are […]
The volunteers had commandeered a football field. Now a woman named Lisa was telling a group of them where to go. She was small, standing on a picnic table, voice big enough without the megaphone hanging by her side.