It’s going on 3 weeks since Micheal took the Gulf Coast in his clutches. Life moves forward now in the areas of destruction with the common goal of survival. Today was the first day in a while that I was not burning the road revisiting areas to assure them that they will not be forgotten. As I drove around my town today watching people go about their uninterrupted business , I could not help wonder if Micheal was on their minds. Working my way through some of the communities in the woods off the beaten track has been especially humbling to me. Some of their stories are incredible. Mostly of how horrific it was for that hour or so of a cat 5 hurricane blasting everything in sight. The most interesting story I heard was of the one legged tarp installer. I came by this place about 2 miles back in the woods and this guy tells me about this dude. He says this guy shows up and ask if he needs a tarp over his damaged roof. Dude hops out of his truck, throws up an extension ladder, grabs tarps, nails and hammer. Rips off his prosthesis and hops up the ladder on one leg and tarps the roof. Hops down, straps on his leg and bolts away. The guy never got a name and he vanished as quick as he showed up. Incredible! I am very stoked to see how people are still coming together to give time, resources and mostly love. Peace and blessings.
Kenny
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A tangled mess. The land has been laid barren. Even in desperate times hope and dreams remain. That may be the very thing that pulls most people through.
