Went out with a group of volunteers today, cleaning up burned homesites. The house we were assigned to was still standing and livable, but all of the vinyl siding had melted into slag, and a dozen blackened trees needed to be cut down (or had conveniently fallen down for us already) and cleared off the property. I was impressed with how organized things were at the tiny church that was serving as the operations base for volunteers. They had pre-printed maps of each area, and lists of what stage of repairs each house was in, so if you came with a chainsaw you'd be sent to a house that still needed trees removed, etc.
Got a lot of work done, talked to some good people, and got extremely filthy with soot. But even knowing how dirty we all were, I was still pretty startled when I blew that first black booger into the kleenex...
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