When the hurricane had just started, and by the time the wind started picking up (5:00pm), my father, sister and I decided to go on a walk. Bundled up in boots and a nice warm coat, we set out. The wind whipped all around us, causing our hearts to race. On our walk we saw a house with half of the roof blown away--it was a real tragedy. Thanking G-d that our house was intact and warm, we proceeded.
While we were walking, a very strong wind blew just over our heads, sounding precisely like an airplane. My father decided that since the wind was getting a little out of hand, we walked back home. It was a really amazing experience because we were practically walking through a hurricane! But there were many of those who were not as fortunate and got their houses blown away. So we have to thank G-d for our house.