I am preparing, just in case. I have cans of food, water, emergency kit, batteries, that kind of stuff. I would not evacuate, unless the hurricane reached a three. I’ve lived here my whole life, so I don’t really worry about a storm unless it’s at least a three or four. When I see it getting close, I go and prepare. If it’s not coming, I don’t think about it much.
We prepare. Actually, we have everything. We have found it’s a good idea to prepare in advance, and as far ahead as possible. Last year, I wound up living where I work for two days, because I got caught by the storm. So, it’s good to know people, too, and be prepared not to evacuate. We also have all the packaged dry goods, and a generator: you have to prepare for the kids, too, and be able to plug in the Playstation.
I’m always prepared for a storm. Storms are good for the economy. They create jobs, and people spend money. Roofs come off, windows blow in. Houses just fall apart. I’m serious. I’m originally from Boston, and, of course, there are hurricanes there, too. During Wilma, I lived on the East coast, in Wellington. The eye went right over us; that storm sustained 130-mile-an-hour winds, and I stayed. There was no gas, you couldn’t use the roads, and there were curfews. Some people had no electricity for 30 to 60 days after that. But, we make it through.