Hello and greetings from Nawlins! This is Kori Dean speaking, in case you couldn't tell by the picture, and I'm here to tell you how our trip is going so far. Today was another day of hard work at the site, though it was obvious that we worked more dilligently. Not to mention the fact that we seemed to become experts at demolishing houses overnight. I mean Vicky and I took down a celing in the time span of half and hour. Talk about impressive. I'd also like to say that the block party was a huge success. We all took the time to reach out to the people of New Orleans and hear their stories. I was very proud of everyone and the courage they showed. It was, all around, a really great day.

A few of us experienced something that I would like to share with you all. While Eddie, Vicky, Max, Chip, Chris, and myself (forgive me if I forgot someone) were at Rally's for lunch, waiting for our food, we began talking to this man. He didn't seem to have a very fortunate life. He had an injured leg and was forced to travel around on some sort of automatic wheelchair (for lack of a better term...it's midnight here, cut me some slack). Max then brought up the topic of the hurricane and he told us his story. He had escaped the storm before he could experience the worst of it, but he left his mother, sister, and cousin behind. They were all killed during Katrina.

But here this man was, smiling, completely content. He didn't even ask us for anything. He told us Jesus was all he needed. He then promised us he would be at the block party and rolled away.

This had a huge impact on me, and I'm sure it had a great impact on the others who were there with me. The fact that someone can be so happy after so much sadness is truly an act of God. I truly hope to see more of this before I leave the city. But that's all I have for now. I got to turn the computer over to Corinne. Night!