Opinion | An Asheville-based journalist and Poynter faculty member describes Hurricane Helene’s aftermath

Neighbors, neighborhood, safe, text, call and data.

I feel like I’ve used these words more in the last week than in my entire life.

Friday morning, Sept. 27, Hurricane Helene hit our mountainside home in Asheville, North Carolina. I woke my wife up around 5 a.m. and told her to get the dog and go to the basement. Moments later, we heard trees falling all around.

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