![]() ![]() Noon: I drop off the helmet at the NWFD, grateful that they cared enough to give it to me.ġ2:30 p.m.: I've made a bigger mess at the condo than Irene, thankfully. One kind woman lets me use her bathroom.ġ0:30 a.m.: I show Daily News photographer Steve Falk my snake picture on my cellphone. It has knee-deep flooding, but locals say it's nothing. The police assume that it came from a nearby aquarium and dare each other to pick it up.ĩ:05 a.m.: All weekend, Twitter followers have asked me to check on the small, blue-collar community of West Wildwood. My God, there's a dead baby snake on the boardwalk. Then some words come out of his mouth - python, boardwalk - and I'm off. I will be able to drink a beer and eat crabs on its roof again.ħ:50 a.m.: Rutkowski says that he kayaked on the streets overnight. There's not much damage.ħ:30 a.m.: My aunt's houseboat is safe, still bobbing in the swollen back bay in North Wildwood. to beat the next high tide.Ĥ:44 a.m.: I'm up and walk around for a few hours to marinas and houses and high-rises. The officer says that that area is "under 2 feet of water."Ģ:30 a.m.: I fall asleep texting my wife. Twitter followers listen in on scanners one asks about his family home. He sees me wearing the fire helmet and asks who I am. 12:30 a.m.: A North Wildwood cop pulls alongside my car on a street that's not flooded. ![]()
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