Hope continued

I've got three double-shifts under my belt and still don't know how today will end. Each time I think I'm tired I think about those brave people (the doctors, the firefighters, the cops, the volunteer steel workers, etc) who haven't been to sleep since Tuesday morning. Then I feel guilty for feeling tired.

At last post...I told you about the $147,000 that our community had donated to the Red Cross for relief efforts. When the campaign finished last night at midnight...we had raised $289,000.

They're pulling people out of the rubble alive. There's hope there.