By: Rachel W.
I remember the first time I was driving through a neighborhood decimated by fire—street
after street of rubble, the rare glimpse of a chimney, and the occasional staircase to
nowhere. I saw entire neighborhoods with one house standing around ashy remains of
cars and driveways.
Families are on sidewalks, sifting through the remains of their homes. I had seen memorials
for first responders who had lost their lives, wildlife moving into neighborhoods, and
groups patrolling their blocks to keep out looters.
There is so much to process arriving in affected areas, yet within all of that, something
beautiful grows out of the disaster, Community. Seeing everyone come together to help
is one of the most inspiring parts of the job. Being able to stay long enough to see
things being rebuilt and growing again will remind you that even in the worst of times,
things will and can get better.