I just spent a week with our church’s youth group. We cleaned up a tornado-devastated town called Washington. It’s in Illinois.
One of the more fulfilling job sites was the Montgomery Farm. The tornado levelled everything. With the goal of putting everything aright, there are many projects to manage. We happened to be present on a rather emotional day. There were two reasons for the emotions. The first was that the walls of the house were now up. The second was that the 51 year old trees planted by Grandma, two oak and one maple, were sent through the saw mill. We quit working on everything to watch. Eventually, a dining room table and other items will be made from the boards that were cut that day.
