We waved the press pass, and they looked at each other, the two guards, and waved us on in.

The only way I can describe this, it was the epicenter. Inside there were National Guard running around, there was feces, people had urinated, soiled the carpet. There were dead bodies. The smell will never leave me.

We found it absolutely incredible that the authorities had no way to get there for four or five days, that they didn't go in and help these people, and we made it in a two-wheel-drive Hyundai.

Anyone who knows that area, if you had a bus, it would take you no more than 20 minutes to drive in with a bus and get these people out. They sat there for four or five days with no food, no water, babies getting raped in the bathrooms, there were murders, nobody was doing anything for these people. And we just drove right in, really disgraceful. I don't want to get too fired up with the rhetoric, but some blame needs to be placed somewhere.

It was wild. It really felt like it was 'Independence Day,' the movie.

Faith in something greater than ourselves enables us to do what we have said we'll do, to press forward when we are tired or hurt or afraid, to keep going when the challenge seems overwhelming and the course is entirely uncertain.