Phil stopped at the grocery store the night before the storm hit. We just wanted a few necessities...unfortunately so did the rest of the Tri-State area.
We lost power overnight...luckily red wine doesn't need to be refrigerated and we drank our troubles away.
When the dust (and my headache) settled, we went down to our favorite place to throw rocks into the Brandywine River. Unfortunately we discovered it was completely flooded out and we couldn't even walk down the steps to get into the park.
Poor Charlie got nailed in the forehead with a muddy river rock. Turns out defending yourself against 3 brothers can be almost as dangerous as battling a Category 1 hurricane.
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