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Excerpt from Etched in Sand by Regina Calcaterra

Excerpt from Etched in Sand by Regina Calcaterra

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Regina’s Calcaterra memoir, Etched in Sand, is an inspiring and triumphant coming-of-age story of tenacity and hope.

Regina Calcaterra is a successful lawyer, New York State official, and activist. Her painful early life, however, was quite different. Regina and her four siblings survived an abusive and painful childhood only to find themselves faced with the challenges of the foster-care system and intermittent homelessness in the shadows of Manhattan and the Hamptons.

A true-life rags-to-riches story, Etched in Sand chronicles Regina’s rising above her past, while fighting to keep her brother and three sisters together through it all.

Beautifully written, with heartbreaking honesty, Etched in Sand is an unforgettable reminder that regardless of social status, the American Dream is still within reach for those who have the desire and the determination to succeed.
Regina’s Calcaterra memoir, Etched in Sand, is an inspiring and triumphant coming-of-age story of tenacity and hope.

Regina Calcaterra is a successful lawyer, New York State official, and activist. Her painful early life, however, was quite different. Regina and her four siblings survived an abusive and painful childhood only to find themselves faced with the challenges of the foster-care system and intermittent homelessness in the shadows of Manhattan and the Hamptons.

A true-life rags-to-riches story, Etched in Sand chronicles Regina’s rising above her past, while fighting to keep her brother and three sisters together through it all.

Beautifully written, with heartbreaking honesty, Etched in Sand is an unforgettable reminder that regardless of social status, the American Dream is still within reach for those who have the desire and the determination to succeed.

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 A True Story of Five Siblings Who Survived anUnspeakable Childhood on Long Island 
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New York City this still since 9/11. LowerManhattan was a ghost town— there were no planes in thesky, no boats on the East River, no buses, no trains rumblingin the subway. This was Wall Street, normally the most bus-tling street in the world . . . but where I stood at the WallStreet Heliport, I was the only one present.Because there was no trac on my drive rom Long Islandto Manhattan, I was the earliest to arrive or the rst o-cial helicopter fyover ater Hurricane Sandy. Soon everyonebegan to emerge rom their vehicles: the governor o New York State, Andrew Cuomo; New York’s two United States sena-tors, Chuck Schumer and Kirsten Gillibrand; senior guber-natorial cabinet ocials; and my colleagues rom Nassau andWestchester Counties. We greeted one another in a mannerboth solemn and cordial, taking note o how a tragedy makes
 
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proessional interactions seem much more personal. Wearingjeans, windbreakers, and boots, we exchanged details o thestorm, our objective intensely clear. It was up to us to try andheal this region ater Sandy’s destruction.Within moments three military helicopters broke throughthe og as assured as eagles. With the press and security nowpresent, there were a couple dozen o us, all standing qui-etly as the copters whipped the vinyl o our coats and nallytouched down on the pad. I elt a collective awareness amongus that not even the roar o the propellers could cut throughthe heaviness o that morning. It struck me as one o the eeri-est moments in my lie: The silence was actually louder thanthe noise.As the chie deputy executive o Suolk County, I waitedmy turn to climb into the helicopter and by chance wound upin a seat that would give me a solid view o Long Island aterwe surveyed the damage in New York City. We took the mili-tary aviator’s instructions and placed the headphones over ourears. When the helicopter took o or Breezy Point in Queens,where a re had ravaged a neighborhood during Sandy, thesilence loomed again. Blocks o homes were charred. Familieshad lost everything. For me to have been managing the stormcrises in Suolk County while hearing the reports o howthese Queens residents were trying to escape the area was onething. Now to witness the damage where homes and lives hadbeen destroyed was a completely surreal moment.My heart pounded as we neared Suolk and I prepared toaddress my county’s devastation or this group o elected o-cials I respected so greatly. “Which town in Suolk had themost damage?” one o them asked.I hurried to push the microphone button on the headset as

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