I lived on Maine Avenue in Atlantic City and was 5 years old. We rode out the first part of the storm. I remember the parking meters and cars being covered with water and pieces of the Boardwalk floating down the street.

The water came up to the top step of our house, which was right across the street from the beach and Capt. Starn's, but never came into the actual house.

We evacuated to New Jersey Avenue during what I guess was the eye of the storm when the water went down at low tide.

When we returned, the contents of our shallow basement were distributed about our backyard, but the house itself withstood the storm pretty well to the best of my memory.

I was only 5, but I remember it well. One of the reasons that I decided to ride out Hurricane Irene.