We rode out the storm in a shelter and when we came out our home and place where we worked was completely gone, ... It was weird because it looked like our home just vanished during the night. It's like a bad nightmare but then you pinch yourself to find out it was real.

This is the second home game in a row we've let slip away.

I'm tired, send one of them home

We've done our best to allow them to make trips home and back, and get things set up and meet the people who are going to be taking care of him, ... There's also some excitement, and I think some relief, to get back to what has been an incredible interruption in their normal family life.

To make a happy fireside clime To weans and wife, That's the true pathos and sublime Of human life.

At length his lonely cot appears in view, Beneath the shelter of an aged tree; Th' expectant wee-things, toddling, stacher thro' To meet their Dad, wi' flichterin noise an' glee.