I have just returned from the tempest that was Irma. Eri Weinstein and I weathered Irma on St. John hunkered down in a laundry room in the dark for about eight hours. I was one of the fortunate, blessed, comfortable ones with a roof still over my head when the songs of the tree frog’s signaled the end of the storm. Their song’s belied the devastation. Thanks to the efforts of Kathy Blackbird and Craig Hurwitz, we were was finally able to leave St John by fishing boat to St. Croix after about a week. After experiencing and witnessing the devastation, I am compelled to help as much as I can from the safety of Austin, until I can get back to the Island.