The lights in my building go off at 4:15.
By 4:25 we realize that most of the Northeast is experiencing a power failure.

Do I worry about my 14 year old son, home alone, with the possibility that his mother may not be able to make it home tonight? Nah. He's a big boy. He can take care of himself.

Do I worry about his mother, possibly stranded in Manhattan until who knows when? Nope. She's a big girl. She can take care of herself.

Do I worry about my 90 year old father, who, if he's outdoors, won't be able to walk up the seven flights of stairs to his apartment, and if he's in there already will be suffocating without air conditioning? Uh-uh. He has 90 years of experience. He can take care of himself.

So what am I worried about?

A) Will the Phillies game be postponed? and
B) How will I pick my team for tomorrow with my computer down?

Fortunately, though, all of the first three are OK, and I got home to good old Secaucus, NJ, and electricity.