It’s still scary. Last time I remember a real hurricane it was erev succos time (might have been erev Shabbos, a couple fo days before Succos). I recall staying at my parents’ home after picking up the lulavim and esrogim for my husband and son, and then racing to get there during a horrific rain, which suddenly stopped, the sun came out, and we had an “eye” of sunshine and calm for about 20 minutes, during which time we ran back quickly to check on our apartment, and then get back to my folks.
