If you were living in Western New York at the time, you likely have vivid memories of October 12th, 2006. At the time, I was not yet fortunate enough to be a member of the Red Cross family. I left for my job at a local tv station that afternoon, thinking it was a little chilly and cursing those pesky white flakes for falling so early in the year. As the evening wore on my wife called, very concerned. She was hearing a constant cracking noise and was afraid a tree was going to fall into our house. Later, she said we had lost power, branches were coming down everywhere, and she was going to a friends house. That tree eventually did fall into our house, but instead of crashing through it just leaned against the structure. Others weren't so lucky.