Here are some of the kids refurbishing a school that had been hit my rockets...
In all seriousness, this kind of stuff blows my mind. A school needs refurbishing because it was HIT BY ROCKETS!!!! That concept is beyond my comprehension.
I'll add another one that left me dumbfounded...
Talking to my buddy, whom I met in the Corps who has been active in the "sanbox" as he puts it since day one of the Afghan/Iraq conflict, said that a friend of his complained about how dangerous being in City X was. And his response to me was, "That is b..s.... It ain't dangerous there. All they get is an occassional rocket that will hit a building or something like that."
Huh? Having an "occasional" rocket randomly hit a building that you may or may not be in, isn't dangerous?!?!?!? Makes me flat out afraid for him and what he is doing day in and day out, if that isn't dangerous.
I get upset if it is raining too much and I can't play golf on a given day. How soft have I become? (Don't answer that!)
Another tid-bit, along those lines...and yeah, I've had too much coffee this morning and I'm rolling...sorry...
I went to the Gulf Coast area after Katrina hit to help rebuild a few homes...I figured it was the least I could do, given how close I lived to the devastated area. I was, again, dumbfounded and blow away. Houses, neighborhoods, schools...GONE!!! Completely blown over and 100% destroyed by wind. Freakin' wind!!
I snapped a few pictures of homes that were totally blow over and just piles of rubble. Now these were NICE homes, well build, brick, sturdy, nice...right on the beach. But they were reduced to piles of rubble in the blink of an eye!
I have these pictures hanging on the wall in my office. I look over at them for grounding purposes when I "think" I am having a bad day.