Sunday, July 1, 2007

July 28th - The work continues

(Blogger and Poet: Jim Kelly)

Hey everyone. It’s the crew at coastal again. Having trouble finding an internet connection but we’ll record our thoughts and post them sometime.

The heat is on as our jobs progress in a satisfactory manner. Pat’s painting crew has made friends with Ike, a 77 year old man whose house they are working on. He’s grateful for their work and thanks them each day. They’ve also talked to neighbors and other groups working in the area and feel part of this community. The teenagers, under Pat’s command, have worked through the heat, slapping buckets of blue onto Ike’s new siding. We are all proud of the long days they have put in. Pat’s crew is looking forward to finishing their part of Ike’s new house as he moves closer to moving out of his trailer and into a new house.
Lauren at work

Emma at work.


The other group toils endlessly on the siding job they’ve undertaken. Three skilled workers have made this crew a streamlined machine, teamwork and skill building evident throughout the day as the work speedily progresses to it’s end, hopefully tomorrow. Kent Malley, the person whose house was destroyed in the storm, stops by to thank us for our help. He’s lived here with his 2 girls, mother, and grandson. The young teenage boys on this crew have done an amazing job and have impressed the veteran workers with their enthusiasm and stamina each day.



Kent's original house




and his new house.


Tom, Jim and Bill, Sr.


The Jobs…the Heat

Sunlight arrives each day
Gently it rises
Bathing the camp’s grounds
Smoothing its rough edges

We wander across the street
Coffee again
AHHH
Breakfast and talk
Collect our tools and head to the sites


Sunlight shines on our last day’s work
Highlighting our progress
And what’s left to do

As we start the work
The sun rises higher
And so does the temperature
Soon it beats on our heads
Beats on our backs
Beats and beats again

Sweat streams down
Soaked through
We work on
And work on
And on

The sun
The work
The effort
It somehow becomes
What we are here for
It’s not easy
It’s not supposed to be
Somehow our struggle seems necessary
Appropriate

The sun set
Our work complete
But there is so much more to do
For so many.





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The kids on the beach during our tour of the coastline.









Hacky sack -- downtime entertainment

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