Thursday, September 22, 2005
Poem from stephen’s dad about the trip
Katrina threatens and comes ashore
Properties devastated, but so much more;
Lives uprooted, shock and awe -
Governments tested; human flaw.
Humanity pictured in deep despair;
Hearts across the country ignite with care.
Calls come in - "we're going down;"
"Come with us - we need you now!"
Spring Road is coordinating groups to leave;
My son calls and makes his plea,
"Come with us Dad, we can work together."
"We couldn't spend our time much better!"
With chainsaw tuned and sharpend chain;
Supplies loaded and volunteers gained,
We head to Mandeville as a mobile train.
Driving all day and through the night
Resting a couple hours and at morning light
We reach Tammany Oaks Church of Christ.
Walking in to see what needs to be done;
"I need you and you, can you make a run?"
To a hospital we go with much needed supplies;
We are greeted with weary, but cheerful eyes.
"Can you drive a truck with a standard shift?"
"It's a big one now, but we've got to go quick."
Delivering supplies, clearing debirs;
Praying with families, we share our strength.
Working hard from morning 'till night
Worshipping with brethren our hearts unite,
There was no better way this father and son
Could have spent their time under the sun!
-Steve Fuchs (father) Stephen Fuchs (son)
Properties devastated, but so much more;
Lives uprooted, shock and awe -
Governments tested; human flaw.
Humanity pictured in deep despair;
Hearts across the country ignite with care.
Calls come in - "we're going down;"
"Come with us - we need you now!"
Spring Road is coordinating groups to leave;
My son calls and makes his plea,
"Come with us Dad, we can work together."
"We couldn't spend our time much better!"
With chainsaw tuned and sharpend chain;
Supplies loaded and volunteers gained,
We head to Mandeville as a mobile train.
Driving all day and through the night
Resting a couple hours and at morning light
We reach Tammany Oaks Church of Christ.
Walking in to see what needs to be done;
"I need you and you, can you make a run?"
To a hospital we go with much needed supplies;
We are greeted with weary, but cheerful eyes.
"Can you drive a truck with a standard shift?"
"It's a big one now, but we've got to go quick."
Delivering supplies, clearing debirs;
Praying with families, we share our strength.
Working hard from morning 'till night
Worshipping with brethren our hearts unite,
There was no better way this father and son
Could have spent their time under the sun!
-Steve Fuchs (father) Stephen Fuchs (son)