When Light Breaks Through the Darkness

  They called it a bomb cyclone; I call it forty-four hours without power. Forty-four winter hours with no heat. No light. And not even cell service.   We were all bracing for the winter nor’easter to rear its ugly head, interrupting our weekend plans with...

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