When you live in a neighborhood that sits over the largest oil spill in North America, something you really don’t want to wake up to is a billowing tower of black smoke in the sky. I mean, assuming you’re a neurotic like me.
I saw the clouds from my back window this morning, learned nothing from WNYC, and ran to the computer hoping Google News would have the answers. It always does.
The 10-alarm blaze is many blocks from Exxon’s legacy, it turns out, but it’s ravaging an industrial landmark. The fire department is calling it “the city’s worst fire since 9/11.” R.I.P. Greenpoint Terminal Market. (Image credit: Grubby Kid.)