It ain't about me Steve. I was trying to let folks that ain't from around here know, what folks like you and your neighbors face in the coming months and years for that matter. Once all the reporters and their cameras go away the people are left to deal with the aftermath. Like I said unless you have been through it you really can't understand what it is to deal with the leftover from a hurricane! In a few days the coverage on TV will be less and less and in a few months remarkably less. I cut a lot of the oak downed by the storms and I sold it that winter. Not for a lot but just enough to have spending money. I had a lady call me for a load. What wasn't firewood size had been split. Were she lived was really out of the area for me and the address down on the water. When I got there she starts telling me they were just getting back into their home, after settling with the insurance company about what was flood and what was wind damage. Hurricane Ivan hit on September 24, 2004, this was three days before Christmas. She asked if I would stack the wood by the side of the back of the house. As I backed into their and while stacking I got to see what the water had done as it flooded off of the Bay! When I came back around front she asked me in to pay me. As I walked in I saw there was nothing a bare room, with a decorated Christmas tree sitting in what I assumed had once been the living room, a couple of folding chairs and a hot plate in what used to be the kitchen, that the coffee was on. They had been using it too cook off of. She told me they had only been back for three days now. The sheet rock 4' up had been cut out and it was in various stages of hanging and finishing. She asked me if I would like a cup of coffee which I agreed to! While sitting drinking my coffee she told me of living in hotels and relatives and they had lost their van for their handicapped son! How the insurance companies had fought with them. How they had burned up all their savings. And all she wanted was to spend Christmas in her house with her family. I am going to get my handicapped son tomorrow, (he had been staying with relatives) and thank the Lord we will get to spend Christmas together as a family. I finished the coffee, she asked me how much did you tell me the wood was! I looked at her you know I hate to even take your money. She shoved $40.00 dollars in my hand, is that enough! I think your add said more . Naw thats fine! I hugged her neck and told her Merry Christmas and walked out. All the way home I once again thought about how blessed we had really been!