Woke up in Bridgewater at 5 am to the sound of a thunderstorm. My first thought was my house. Since I knew I knew I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, I jumped in my truck and drove 45 minutes to Jersey City. Expecting the worst but hoping for the best, I walked into the lower level. Bone dry. Pumps chugging along. Thank God.
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