While watching Hurricane Ike and its impact on the gulf coast of our country, I remembered something that happened years ago. It can be considered a writing trigger.
The aftermath of destructive weather can lead to a bonding of neighborhoods and those living in them. The residents meet their neighbors and can help each other. I know this from personal experience:
At one point in my life, I lived through a tornado (in Michigan), our community was left without power. We were in a state of disarray, also. Well, while outside checking out the damage (day after the tornado) – I met my neighbors. Prior to that, everyone kind of stuck to themselves.
It gives a different perspective.