I jumped in my car this morning in Knoxville and drove 700 miles here to Joplin. I came knowing that this would be a hard journey. I knew that it would be trying to come face to face with the reality of the destruction, rather than just seeing them through the media.
However it wasn’t until I got within a couple of hours of Joplin that the weight of what lie in front of me started to really press upon me. As I got near I faced the fact that the pictures were about to become real, that I was about to experience scenes of utter terror and destruction.
After I got home, and my brother made it back half and hour after me we went and drove through the edge of the destruction path. Those views alone stole my breath. I saw St. Johns looking bombed out. I saw vistas that shouldn’t even be possible. Yet despite those first glimpse I still don’t think it has quite sunk in the severity of the tornado damage here. I’m sure that once I get into the destruction zone, once I’m working in the field that it will truly hit me.
I plan on trying to keep this blog updated every night during my time here.
Grace and Peace,
Justin Friel
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im from joplin contact me through twitter at @mryumyumeatemup and we can get together i will take you round and show you the warzone and the worst spots.
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