On Saturday morning I met up with a group over at the Methodist church in Dadeville, Al. We moved further down the path of the same tornado that hit the house that I had gone to the previous night. When I arrived the shingless roof was being patched and some parts of it rebuilt. The storm had lifted off the chimney and dropped it four feet from where the owners of the house sat inside of a closet.
We worked the chainsaws behind the house, cutting through limbs and trunks to clear a large area that I found out had been used during the Great Depression as a Civillian Corps work camp. There was still evidence of that camp in the form of concrete and brick slabs, old bottles and plates uprooted by the fallen trees.
Unfortunately on Sunday, most of the cleanup was put on hold so that everyone could go to church. Day three became a trip home to meet up with Jenn, who had been helping with a clean up at Berry College where straightline winds had knocked over around 500 trees on their campus just a few days before.
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