Trust me, I don't want to be anywhere else. I've been in this organization since 1998. Sometimes you have a better opportunity somewhere else, but I want to stay here and show everyone that I can win the job.

I actually want to see this house go up. There's so many houses being built around here. I'd love to go over there and maybe even still be a part of it.

Every year, it's a worry. For me, the end of the season is hurricane season. My wife and kids live here. I don't get to go home if there's a hurricane.

Throw some paint on that. You won't see a thing.

I mostly want to remind her of the recipes of healing, and give her my own made-on-the spot remedy for the easing of her pain. I tell her, “Get a pen. Stop crying so you can write this down and start working on it tonight.” My remedy is long. But the last item on the list says: “When you wake up and find yourself living someplace where there is nobody you love and trust, no community, it is time to leave town – to pack up and go (you can even go tonight). And where you need to go is any place where there are arms that can hold you, that will not let you go.

Trust. Given the first time, earned the second time.