Hope all of you are safe. I've been quite busy since yesterday p.m. I guess the only way to explain it is that I've been selflessly saving peoples lives.
It all started with a bus load of kids on I65. As you are aware, the conditions were and are treacherous. The bus skidded into an embankment and I ripped off my shirt to make bandages and hand carried each of them back to the roadway so that they could be transported to safety. My muscle ripped pecs, biceps and abdominals were scratched and bleeding from the slivers of ice falling from the trees and the briars.
"You are my hero, WT." I heard it more times than I care to remember. I don't want to be a hero. I only want to bring these people to safety. I would rather be wrapped up in my blankey at home watching Dan Patrick but I can't rest. "I can't rest until I save the others," I kept telling myself in the darkness as I searched. And I searched.
I travelled pedestrian to save more lives. Many old ladies, some priests and a Hooters chick that I ended up keeping warm until daybreak. Oh the humanity! I have to get back to it. Carry on.