The beat goes on. Mucho piles of food sorted and delivered. Some of the Red cross vehicles have to be escorted by police.
this is me, headed for the Gatorade cooler:
this is me, headed for the Gatorade cooler:
Sitting on a mountain, underneath a cloudless sky ...
... Drinking from a fountain, that never shall run dry ...
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They need police escort? People are going for the convoys? Damn...
Looking tan, buff, and happy. The sort you only get from doing hard work for a good cause, in His name.
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