The Sound of Hope

Today was our last day of service here in New Orleans. My group spent the first part of our day at the ARC and then went down to the lower ninth to clean up some trash by the levees. After cleaning approximately 0.7 miles of grass along the levees I took a minute to sit and just take in the environment which I was surrounded by. The quietness and emptiness of the neighborhood was overwhelmingly eerie. I was less than 1000 feet from the place where the barge broke through the levees, yet somehow this was not a sad environment. This was a work in progress, a rebuilding effort. This week has given me such insight into the power that people have to overcome all adversity with good spirit.