UPDATE (2:06 p.m.): Con Edison just informed us that the restoration time has been bumped up to 3:00 p.m.
Power went out due to “equipment failure” in the Sheepshead Bay area, according to the spokesperson, and they’re still investigating.
It’s also not just Gerritsen Beach – it looks like the outage spans that entire neighborhood, as well as a chunk of Sheepshead Bay / Plumb Beach. The borders they’ve given are Avenue U to the north, “Plumb Beach Avenue” to the south, Gerritsen Avenue to the east and Coyle Street to the west. (We’re looking for clarification on “Plumb Beach Avenue,” as there’s no such street in the area that we know of.)
Residents of Gerritsen Beach are in the dark after power cut out, according to Con Edison.
A spokesperson for the company said 924 clients are without power after it went out at approximately 1:30 p.m.
Crews are on the scene working to restore it, and service is expected to resume by 5:00 p.m.
The spokesperson said the cause and geographical boundaries of the outage had not yet been determined. We will update this post when we hear back.
If you live in the area and are without power (yet somehow have access to this website), let us know the location in the comments.
A customer buys ice cream from a Mister Softee truck — one of the very few options New Yorkers had to try and keep cool during the sweltering Northeast Blackout of 2003. Source: StructuresNYC / Flickr
BETWEEN THE LINES: Where were you when the lights went out on August 14, 2003?
A recent partial power outage in my apartment jogged my memory to that night. When the power went out and the air-conditioner stopped shortly after 7:00 p.m., I was annoyed, thinking it was gonna be a repeat of that long, hot night nine years ago. But, when I went out to the hallway, I realized it wasn’t a total blackout. Most of the hallway ceiling lights were still on and the elevators were operating. I looked out my window and saw most apartments had lights.
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Sales soared during the blackout inside Mother Bucka’s Ice Cream Parlor, West 8th Street, Coney Island. Source: Paul Hosefros/The New York Times
The Brooklyn Historical Society reminds us that today is the 34th anniversary of the New York City Blackout of 1977. Google “1977 blackout” and “Sheepshead Bay” and you’ll find little more than a passing reference in a NYT article commemorating the 30th anniversary of the event, which plunged all of New York City into darkness.
Ask anyone who remembers the infamous citywide power outage and they will tell you stories ranging from disgust at the subsequent looting and arson, as well as the terror stemming from the pervasive Son of Sam murders.
Ask my dad, however, and he’ll gladly regale you with his own “famous” Sheepshead Bay ’77 Blackout story.
Oh boy, it’s a good one. Keep reading!
A reader sent in the above photo, and we received a couple of tips regarding a transformer fire at East 19th Street and Avenue W. It appears the fire has caused a power outage for the nearby apartment building, 1900 Avenue W. The same corner had a transformer fire just two days ago, according to another reader who sent us the tip and photo at the time.
It’s a busy night, folks.
Just one of the disappearing Southern Brooklyn stoops
One of my favorite memories is from August 14, 2003. Sometime in the afternoon on that muggy day, 55 million people across the Northeast United States and Canada lost power.
Lights went out. Air conditioners shut off. Computers faded to black, and the oft-overlooked hum of electric currents died out.
There was a lot of cool stuff that day – being able to see the stars in the night sky from the sands of Manhattan Beach; walking up Sheepshead Bay Road, which felt like a hollowed movie set; seeing regular joes volunteering to direct traffic just to help people get by.
But of all the things, one really cool thing happened that stands above the rest. People hung out on their stoops. They talked – face to face! - with neighbors. Without air conditioners or fans, without computers or phones, Sheepshead denizens had little to do but sit on porches, have a drink and shoot the bull.
Stoops are life. What’s it mean that Sheepshead Bay’s stoops are disappearing?