We were living at 1119 Drexel Avenue, Atlantic City and I was 6 years old. I remember the water rushing down Drexel Avenue like a river.

We didn't have electricity or heat for 3 days and my brother Boydie and I had to sleep in our coats.

The water came to our second of third step to our porch, but didn't come on the porch or in the house. My father got stuck at work and I remember sitting in the window crying, thinking he had drowned in all that water.

I also remember that when the storm was over it was such a nice sunny day.