two nights, one day left...

So it's almost time to head home and what a trip this has been-trip meaning head trip, and also just plain vacation. The Ninth Ward was more shredded and mangled and indistinguishable than I could ever have imagined and ever seen in pictures. Wow! I cried from just the immense sorrow when we stood there and could only hear sqeeking rusted metal, and wind. It's just so hard to explain. It also made me so angry! We are planning to form a large group and contact any political people that will listen to us and do something about this atrocity! It's sickening to think that humans would do this to other humans, just leave them with nothing, and just assume that because we don't see Katrina footage on the news that everything is fine and all better. And then there's the gutting... ah yes... the gutting. It is DRAINING! But I love the feeling I get when I'm doing it. And to see the home owners! To see the gratitude on their face makes every board to the head, every sheet rock in the eye, and every bruise on my hand worth while. And Hands On, can we say - WE LOVE EVERYONE!! Sally rocks, Ari is the sweetest, and Allison is awesome, the list goes on and on. We'll miss them so much. And they work so hard- I have a whole ton of respect for how hard they work. To sum it up, it's hard to put into words what this trip has done for me. It's easy to have a good time in New Orleans, but it's hard to forget the disheartening lack of volunteerism. We need CHANGE down here, and when we get home, those changes will begin!!!!!!!!!!

-Sarah Clausen