By the time Hurricane Irene hit us up here in New England, it had run itself down into a tropical storm. While it didn't cause quite the catastrophic damage that many thought it would, it still packed a powerful punch.
In Jackson, N.H., where I lived for a couple of years in high school, the Wildcat River was kicked up by the torrents of rain streaming out of the skies and off the slopes. This was the result:
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