Hurricane Sandy struck my hometown of Staten Island, New York around 8PM on Monday, October 29, 2012. I wasn’t home. I had left home on Sunday, on the last flight that would leave NYC until Wednesday, October 31, 2012. For those three days I spent every free moment I had while not working covering the SEMA auto show in Las Vegas in my hotel room watching the devastation unfold on TV. However, every news station I watched had left out any details about what was going on in Staten Island. The little news I got came from phone calls to my mother and girlfriend whenever they could find power to plug in cell phones and hope for enough service to get a call out. The news I got form these calls was vastly different from what was being shown to me on the news.