Saturday, November 6, 2010

Where did the week go?

Every trip I make to the Gulf Coast seems to get shorter and shorter.  I plan, send emails, tend to details, write more emails, pack, hop in the vehicle and before I know it I'm on the road.  Then suddenly I blink and it's Friday.
This has been another spectacular week full of progress, work, challenges, fellowship, faith and fun.  When we arrived at Rampart Street, some people immediately returned to tasks from the previous day.  As I was getting ready to find a prime demo location a request came for a volunteer to go under the house to assist with setting the blocks for the foundation.  My response was a less than enthusiastic "I'll give it a try and see how it goes."  So with knee pads and work gloves in place, under I crawled.  This was not a terribly room area so there was a lot of planning necessary every time you needed to move from one place to another.  Crawling is the best method, but you better remember to grab your tools as you go because crawling backwards to retrieve them is not fun.  So Tom and I leveled and added mortar to the blocks and shifted them around until they were just right and then did it all some more.  The next thing I knew someone was calling for lunch.  Lunch?  I swear we just crawled under here a little while ago, but no, it's almost noon.  Even in tight quarters time flies when you are having fun.


Feeling the need to stretch my legs a bit at lunch I took a walk to the levy at the end of the road with a couple of others.  The view was nice and we spotted a few homes that looked like smaller versions of the "Brad Pitt" homes not too far away.  One of the homes was a model so we had a chance to peek inside.  There homes are very "green" and reasonably priced.  The nicest thing about them is that they offer discounts to potential buyers for things such as living in the neighborhood, volunteering in the community and working on the homes.  Even better is that you are not limited to just one of the discounts.  This gives the locals a great chance to have have a nice house in the community they already consider home and helps to reduce blight.



After a couple more hours of work, we had accomplished all that we could reasonably do for the week, so we packed up our tools and said goodbye to Noel, the construction manager and Chris, our site manager.  It was a great week on Rampart Street.  Our "double team" had a lot of fun as well as getting a lot done.  The other two works groups also enjoyed their time serving God's people.  Maybe next spring you'll be inspired to join the fun too, who knows?!


Friday, November 5, 2010

Eagle St. Home Dedication

Some highlights from Ms. Velma's Home Dedication


More from Whites Rd., Pearlington, MS

Lynne Carpenter, Judy Cotter, and Ray Robins working on the baseboards




Judy with Glendell, the homeowner


This is why we come here...

The faces of Ms. Velma's granddaughters show the joy of a family who has a home again after 1,894 days! We were privileged to attend the home dedication while we were here. Joanie Ott and Ben Pawley quickly gravitated to the girls.



Team Picture

Here's the whole team on Friday morning
(Judy Cotter and Nikkila Scott were MIA, so we PhotoShopped them in)


Thoughts from a couple Swabbies...


Thoughts from Ray Robins...


Thoughts from John Mozena...

Translation Assistance: "year" = "month" = week


Thoughts from Julie Smith...


Thoughts from Emma Weyer...


Thoughts from Lynne Carpenter...


A relaxing game of Euchre...

Emma Weyer, Ray Robins, Doug Denton, and Gary Earnley having some fun after a hard day's work. Lynne Carpenter is trying to help Gary's team, since they were getting skunked!


Ah, the love...

we have for one another by the end of the week -- Ben Pawley and Julie Smith


Thursday, November 4, 2010

Another completed job!

Our crew was also able to complete the siding at the house on Ed Yates Rd. in Pearl River, LA. Great job team!


Updates from Pearlington, MS

Lynne Carpenter, Judy Cotter, and Ray Robins went to Pearlington, MS this week to finish a screened-in porch that was begun last May. They completed the job! Awesome!

The homeowners -- Bret and Kay


The whole gang -- Ray Robins, Judy Cotter, Lynne Carpenter, Kay, and Bret 


Bret, with Ray, on the finished porch 



Demo Diva

Joanie Ott shows why she received the title


Demolishing the inside of N. Rampart St.

Julie Smith, Ben Pawley, and Joanie Ott bring down part of the ceiling


Demo Divas are at it again!

Our "double team" showed up at the Rampart Street house today ready for whatever the day may hold.  Decisions were immediately made as to who would be under the house, who would mix cement, who would glaze the windows.  Then, what to do with Joan and Julie, hmmm?  Can you say DEMO?  Yes ladies and gents, happier words were never before heard this week.  
So, Bubbles and  QP tackled the 2x4s on the ceiling.  Our tools, pry-bars and hammers.  But, what's that you say Ms. Jones, these boards won't budge?  Well then it must be time for... the Sawzall!  Man do I love that little power tool!  For some reason the boys under the house got a little nervous when I was running it.  Guess it vibrated the place a little bit.  Not to worry, it's still standing.  Once the drop ceiling beams were split, it made taking the boards down much easier.  You'd be amazed how much easier it is to pry boards off a wall/ceiling when you have an 8 foot ladder and the walls are 12 feet high. Ben was nice enough to lend a hand to the "Demo Diva Duo".  He's quite good at moving ladders and catching falling beams.
The team went to Captain Sal's for lunch, excellent po' boys and and plenty big enough to satisfy even the biggest appetite.  We all wanted a nap after lunch, but dutifully went back to the job site.
The afternoon held more of the same and a good time was had by all.  What is it about demo that makes us all laugh and have such a good time?
On the drive home we took a short detour through the "Brad Pitt Housing area".  Some of the houses are pretty fascinating to see.  
Unfortunately, I did not discover until returning to camp that I had left my mondo cool hammer at the job site.  Now this is not just any old hammer, but a most excellent Maize & Blue Michigan hammer.  Our crew being the kind and considerate soles that they are were nice enough to bring it back to camp for me... but they DEFILED IT.  My beautiful well loved/used and handy hammer was covered with an MSU logo, blasphemy! Fortunately it was only held on with masking tape and easily removed.  And just to show what a loving person I am and because nothing can get me down while I am here, I have decided to forgive the person or persons involved in this desecration (Bubbles).  
Tomorrow will, sadly, be our last day of work.  I will never understand how these weeks always seem to fly by so quickly.  We will be fortunate enough to see a house dedication tomorrow afternoon.  It's always a blessing to see the hours of work pay off with well deserving people getting a new home or moving back into their existing home.  It's the whole reason we come, again and again.  All of God's children need and deserve a place to call home.  I am blessed to play a part in the process each and every time I travel to the Gulf Coast.

Lunch at Captain Sal's

The N. Rampart St. crew takes a break. The "Po Boys" are famous (and huge)




More from Pearl River, LA

Tracy Cascio is famous for her ability to trim vinyl siding without using a straight edge


Yum!!

Tom Lahiff prepares Thursday night dinner -- Cement pancakes anyone? It is guaranteed to fill you up.


Let the Demolition Begin...

Getting rid of the garbage at N. Rampart St.



Michel Pilorget tapes his shoes on, so they won't run away
(I guess his feet really smell)


The N. Rampart St. Crew begins the demolition of the inside walls and ceiling -- Joanie Ott, Julie Smith, and Ben Pawley





Don't mess with Julie Smith...


...Or Gretchen Denton (those ceilings are 10 feet high)


Gloria Cynowa prepares an attempt at a new world record in the pole vault


Jim Garlough gets a timeout in the "rabbit hole"


Tom Duffield joins him


Emma Weyer and Doug Denton enjoy the beautiful day in the backyard while glazing windows




More from Spain St., New Orleans

Caulking the countertops -- Emma Weyer


Cutting in the ceiling -- Julie Smith


Now, the fun begins -- Julie Smith and Gretchen Denton master the art of painting with an extension pole. 


It appears that Julie's arms are too short (the rest of her is perfect; just the arms are too short)!


Ben Pawley got a boo boo :-(

A (not so) few words from Frank Palazzolo

...”On the road you must have a code that you can live by” now they call our music the Oldies...so starts another road trip. When I was in college this was a regular tradition, sometimes to visit a friend, sometimes with friends to some place new or even a concert...Woodstock (no I can’t remember it...because I don’t think I was there...but wait), or Haight-Ashbury, Fort Lauderdale, Padre Island, or East Lansing...for the last five years I have gone with a new group of friends to another great destination...New Orleans, or Nawlins, or NOLA as locals sometimes call it...but we really didn’t plan on it. Katrina happened and our journey continued in a different direction. It changed the lives of hundreds of thousand of residents and all of us, that went to help them, as well.

When we first started out there were over 100 of us...Jesus you know was the first Christian...(I guess that goes without saying) that went on road trips. He and “The Twelve” as his posse was referred too, took a lot of road trips. I mean there was the famous Jerusalem trips (how about the time James and John ‘borrowed’ the donkey) Jericho (Zacchaeus almost fell right out of that tree)...a few back to Galilee (the guys did love to fish)...side trips to Capernaum (I mean who wouldn’t want to stop by Peter’s mom’s house for Shish) and Cana (some great wine!). This year we only had 21, but you know right after Jesus was killed, everyone kinda scattered and road trips were just not that popular either.

But eventually the apostles took to the roads again, told the stories and over time more and more of them got together. Over the last five years I tried telling the stories. I told of the wonderful people we helped down here, the great fun we had (like when I married that young couple) and why they too should come down and help. There is volunteer fatigue, or donor fatigue or just plain fatigue and people are tired of making this trip, plus there are so many destinations now, Central America, Mexico, Africa, and Indonesia. So I kinda get it. So I just decided this time, it didn’t matter. I don’t think Paul really knew when he went out with Barnabas that they would help Peter build a religion with millions of members. We of course don’t need to do that. We are just trying to make one small part of the world a better place than the way we found it, but as they say the results aren’t always as important as the journey.

But do I have the stories. So Jim “John Deer” Garlough and Michele “Frenchy” Pilogret worked on Rampart Street and what would you expect. Did I mention Jim worked on a farm in his younger years...well he was taking to the mud under the house like a pig to slop. Frenchy...well you know the ladies tell me that he liked to show off his legs up on the roof of the home they roofed last year and well this year he decided to go a little farther showing off his chest and abs. Some claim to have seen him in a Speedo...oh those French.

On the other hand, John and I worked siding, cement, and vinyl. Obviously we are recognized for our skills and got the ‘silk stocking’ jobs. Did I tell you John almost killed me on Wednesday? Well having gotten up before dawn to do the lunch set up, (actually I did it at 1 AM which technically is before dawn) I was too tired to remember to bring a bottle of drinking water so I was so happy we brought the big 5 gallon jug of water to the site.

So when I opened it to see if the ice had melted from the day before I was surprised to find a bottle of water stuck in it. John had placed it in there and of course when he retrieved it was only fit for washing, either your hands or the van we drove in. As dehydration set in and my head began to spin under the oppressive heat John cried, “I meant no harm.” Ok, so it wasn’t really that hot and I stumbled...but really, this isn’t Hispaniola?? I will say that the water did come in handy...did I mention there were no heads (restrooms or privies)...no huh, well there were no heads and after I went I was glad to have the water to wash my hands in...I didn’t mention that Scottie did I...oh...well...ah...I used hand sanitizer before I washed my hands...yeah that’s what I did.

Me...you want to know what “I did at the revolution?” Well I was busy working with the US military on a Special Black Ops with Sergeant Nikkila, a project involving design and engineering deep in the Honey Swamp...but being a self proclaimed ‘Pirate’ (and a former politician)...I’ve been known to stretch the truth, a wee bit...but...oh heck its bad enough being a ‘legend in my own mind,” do you really want me in yours as well? I didn’t think so. But if any of you have a bottle of rum meet me at Captain Sal’s (but don’t eat the chicken unless you are experiencing irregularity).

Come Saturday we be leavin’ with the tide and while I often wish to head off wherever the wind blows or the compass points...we’ll make port in a couple of days. But you know a “Pirate” really never feels comfortable stuck on land...the sea and the journey is always calling like a Siren in the fog...see ya next spring matey.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

A few words from Ben Pawley

Hi folks, in spite of what you see, do not believe that it was me in that video.  I was being held captive by my fellow Presbyterians in NOLA and was forced to be video taped and say untruthful things.  We have been very blessed to be able to make this mission trip to NOLA to continue God's work for those who survived Katrina.  Once again I am very humbled when I hear the stories that these home owners experienced.  If you can imagine climbing into your attic and having up to 15 feet of water below you in your home, and then surviving for three days with no food or water.  You are then finally rescued by a boat, taken, to another boat, then to dry land waiting to be taken by helicopter to the airport and then to  be shipped via plane to an unknown destination.  Then you must hear these stories as they are being told.  If being treated like a prisoner, with guards holding guns, yelling at you and disrespecting you is normal in your life, then you might now understand.  I don't understand this at all.  Our home owner went through what I just described.  She even had her daughter and special dog with her at this time.  The rescuers would not take her because she wanted to take the dog with her.  It was her love of the animal and her faith in God that helped her through this ordeal.  I am amazed that people still ask why we continue to go to NOLA to help. Well, please consider giving up some of your time to come with us on the next trip and experience, first hand, how God works through us to help his people who still need our support.  Thanks for supporting and praying for all of us during our mission trip.  We really appreciate all you do for us.

Foundation work at N. Rampart St., New Orleans

Ben Pawley explains how they are leveling the foundation with footers and concrete blocks


Midweek Activities

Dawn brought with it plenty of rain this morning.  We did not let that get us down though and only one group really needed to change their plans.  With wet scaffolding being a problem, the Benton Street group was shifted to another job in Pearl River.  Their job site can be seen below.


The Spain group was scheduled to go work with the Rampart group, but 4 of them started their day at the Project Homecoming warehouse where they helped to organize supplies,  joining us at lunch.


Speaking of lunch, we had a little excitement today.  One local gentleman was walking down the street and graciously stopped to point out that I had missed a spot on the window I was priming.  We talked for a few minutes and he mentioned that an episode of the HBO drama, Treme, was being filmed just down the street from us.  So, at lunch time, several of us grabbed our brown bags and walked down the block to watch a little bit of the action.  It was sort of a fun diversion.

While we were not being entertained by television crews, the Rampart Street grouped worked on raising the house some more, mixing concrete, pouring footings, scraping, priming and reglazing windows and finishing the primer on the outside of the house.


Back in Pearlington, the crew began work on a house that we had seen under construction in May.  They are doing some finishing work and hopefully the homeowner will be in soon.


As a special treat, the lovely Laura, a Chalmettte local, came to fix us another one of her tasty dinners.  Laura was so impressed by the work that PDA volunteers did for one of her friends, that she has come almost weekly for the last 2 years, to fix dinner for them (us).  Tonight's fair was a mouth-watering Shrimp Fettucini Alfredo with Pecan Squares for desert, YUM!!!  Did I happen to mention that Laura is a professionally trained chef?

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Just Havin' a Little Fun

Michel Pilorget looks a little tired this evening...


Maybe, it was from too much exposure earlier in the day...


Even MORE N. Rampart St., New Orleans

Trimming the trees -- Tom Lahiff and Michel Pilorget




Anybody like to paint in tight spots on a very steep ladder? -- Tom Duffield


"Help! Pull me out." -- Jim Garlough


"You talkin' to me?" -- Ben Pawley


Happy, happy, joy, joy -- Emma Weyer, Gloria Cynowa, and Doug Denton


Finally, our mascot, P-Dah, has been spotted!



Updates from Pearlington...

Judy Cotter updates us about two people we met on previous trips to Pearlington, MS




The story of the Ed Yates Rd. house (Pearl River, LA)

Scottie Sowden tells about the house they are working on...


Ed Yates Rd., Pearl River, LA

The crack siding crew -- John Mozena, Tracy Cascio, Frank Palazzolo, and Nikkila Scott. Gary Earnley was hiding somewhere.






"I like it better in back of the house!" -- Scottie Sowden