We measured, cut, and insulated
our way through a Monday full of
progress in the reconstruction
of Johnette's decimated house.
Less than a year ago, some young child played with this little ducky.
On Monday, it was dug out by Bianca from a pile of rubble. In Hurricane Ike, homes were lost, lives were permanently changed, and childhood joys were washed away.
Cole fixing an old ATV
was just one example
of our team putting the
pieces back together
in Miss Shirley's life.
Thankfully our lunches had settled deep in our stomachs before our noses were assaulted by the horrendous stench of six month old standing water and foot deep decomposed sewer sludge. Ginny, Melinda, and Annie scooped out assorted treasures with only a sharp stench in common from outdoor
goldfish ponds, Bianca, Analisa, and Conor shoveled up muck in hopes of finding a leak from a clean water pipe - only that pipe happened to be a sewage pipe full of excrement.
On our Ferry ride home we learned the new trade of feeding the local seagulls thanks to Tony "Birdman" Armor. The interactions of man and wild were thwarted by the Ferry crew who did not think kindly of having dozens of seagulls defecating on their front deck and passengers.
by Conor Armor and Bianca Grossi
Tony, Annie, Isaac, and our Nehemiah's Vision friend Sean worked together in giving Johnette a fresh, new - and most importantly, non-slanted - deck.
