A Testament to Our Resolve and Character
This whole thing is a mess of tragedy and beauty, and my parent's home - its ruin and resurrection - and the restoration of thousands of other homes across Texas, will be a testament to our resolve and our character in the months and years to come.
I planned to post about the eclipse. That seems like months ago because of what Hurricane Harvey did to the Lone Star Texas.
Specifically to Friendswood, my hometown, which saw record flooding that put 30% (?) of the homes in town underwater. If you want all the updates, they're on my facebook page (facebook.com/adamholtwrites), but here's the most recent:
Friendswood lives up to its name. Look out all these rockstars that showed up today at my parent's house! Rockstars? Saints! Football players, church members, old friends like Tony Hopkins, the voice of your Friendswood Mustangs, who was returning the favor from a flood many decades ago. Returning the favor with interest all over town, apparently! These folks, these kids!, ripped out carpet, removed baseboards, cut drywall, and did every other little thing that needed doing. I mean, my dad could do all of this with one hand tied behind his back, but nobody wants to see that.
We need to see this!
My gosh, this whole thing is a mess of tragedy and beauty, and my parent's home - its ruin and resurrection - and the restoration of thousands of other homes across Texas, will be a testament to our resolve and our character in the months and years to come. Let's make the days count. The little girl that worked beside me yesterday organizing toys into bags at a church in the Heights definitely made her days count. She also found a cool bouncy ball that lights up when you throw it on the ground. I hope that ball finds its way into the right hands at George R. Brown.
I'll be in the Friendswood tomorrow now that the roads are manageable. I hope this message finds you high and dry, and if you're not there yet, that it elevates you in some meaningful way. God bless you guys.
Last thought goes to Mr. Rogers:
Love and rockets, grace and peace,Adam
I planned to post about the eclipse. That seems like months ago because of what Hurricane Harvey did to the Lone Star Texas.
Specifically to Friendswood, my hometown, which saw record flooding that put 30% (?) of the homes in town underwater. If you want all the updates, they're on my facebook page (facebook.com/adamholtwrites), but here's the most recent:
Friendswood lives up to its name. Look out all these rockstars that showed up today at my parent's house! Rockstars? Saints! Football players, church members, old friends like Tony Hopkins, the voice of your Friendswood Mustangs, who was returning the favor from a flood many decades ago. Returning the favor with interest all over town, apparently! These folks, these kids!, ripped out carpet, removed baseboards, cut drywall, and did every other little thing that needed doing. I mean, my dad could do all of this with one hand tied behind his back, but nobody wants to see that.
We need to see this!
My gosh, this whole thing is a mess of tragedy and beauty, and my parent's home - its ruin and resurrection - and the restoration of thousands of other homes across Texas, will be a testament to our resolve and our character in the months and years to come. Let's make the days count. The little girl that worked beside me yesterday organizing toys into bags at a church in the Heights definitely made her days count. She also found a cool bouncy ball that lights up when you throw it on the ground. I hope that ball finds its way into the right hands at George R. Brown.I'll be in the Friendswood tomorrow now that the roads are manageable. I hope this message finds you high and dry, and if you're not there yet, that it elevates you in some meaningful way. God bless you guys.
Last thought goes to Mr. Rogers:
Love and rockets, grace and peace,Adam
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