in Musings

When the lights move on

At tonight’s CAC meeting, several neighbors brought up stories of people in their neighborhoods who have lost everything. These are folks who are on food stamps and have no renter’s insurance. The water bottles the Red Cross was handing out seem ludicrously wanting when one doesn’t have a roof over one’s head.

It was a sober reminder that once all the power crews and the debris crews and the news crews move on, there will still be folks here with nothing left but a pile of bricks.