Kevin and I went over and walked with them for about an hour on Friday night, and then we went back late Saturday afternoon to walk the last hour or so with them. Here are several haikus that I "found" as we walked:
a chilly spring night
sounds of many feet walking
and someone singing
falling into step
old and new friends--the sun will
set and rise again
candles in milk jugs
illuminating the path
toward healing and hope
the smoke from campfires
rising like a memory
people draw closer
life and death unfold
around a small boy building
houses in the dirt
heat of black asphalt
you in your bright yellow shoes
shining like the sun
your eyes get misty
lack of sleep and a string of
many colored beads
| About 23 hours into it |
| Kevin, Gabe, and Heather |
| Will he ever be able to get up again? |
| Clow earned a Bronze Team Fundraising Level |
| Still smiling after 24 hours! |
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