and the houses were low built and I didn’t think it would strike there like it did at the Beach Sunday was as soon as I could possibly start. The causeway was badly wrecked, no one knew just how much, no cars could cross. I started to walk. A cop on the beach end told me I couldn’t get across, even if I did I wouldn’t be allowed to go in the city. It was under martial law. I just had to go tho so I started. The causeway is 3 1/2 miles I think.
Going across the first thing I saw was a huge gasoline tank, about four feet in diameter and about 10 ft. long. It had been washed onto the viaduct from one of the barges in the bay. Then a big shift from Pa. wedged tight against the viaduct. The sides of the ship were all battered and splintered.
On the causeway they have iron poles to run the wires on and those were bent flat one