Despite days of back breaking sand bagging, I’ve seen the devastation of flood waters rising to the ceilings of homes.
I’ve seen the neighbor’s house literally blown away by a tornado that left my home standing.
Pay it forward.
You will never forget that desperate and exhausted voice saying “I can’t find my grandson,” or “I’ve lost everything.” It will haunt you.
How disorienting it is when every street sign in the city is missing. Or, when there is no phone, no electricity, no way to get help.
So, before we dismantle big government FEMA, and before dismantal Obama Care, think about what you would do if there was no one to pull you out of the rubble and rush you to the hospital.
What if suddenly you don’t even have a pair of underwear, or a toothbrush or any form of I.D?
You can’t find your pets, you can’t call your kids to tell them you are alive, you can’t afford to replace the car, even if there was a road to where you used to live.
