I spent last Saturday volunteering with a group of people from my school on a street that was damaged by all the flooding in Nashville. As much devastation as Nashville saw, I was overwhelmed with emotion the entire week. I wasn't emotional from all of the damage, although it is hard to not shed tears when you see what many people lost, but emotional from all of the love, kindness, compassion, and service I witnessed throughout the week. I stood in the Brentwood Starbucks (next to Brentwood United Methodist and REI) where I heard a man speaking with a friend about losing his home and before I could blink 3 complete strangers were offering their homes, assistance, etc. I have seen friend take the week off work to go and clean up houses and tear down drywall and sheet rock. I worked with several classmates where we waded through raw sewage (feces and all) to clean a house so that the family and us could gut it. They lost everything and yet one of the men of the family kept offering to take us out for steaks afterwards. The whole week was an incredible display of what it means to be a Nashvillian. I am so proud to call this place home!! I am posting some pictures of the street were on. I am going back this coming Saturday with my church. Let me know if you want to come along!
This is in Franklin near the Harpeth River across from where the fruit stand use to be setup on the weekends. You can see how high the water was.
My old neighborhood, Cottonwood, was hit really hard by the floods. I drove down Riverwood Drive and could not believe how many houses were affected. It was a beautiful display of community as there were armies of people in each yard helping with clean up efforts.
The streets lined with trash, lumbar, and appliances.
The house that I worked on...
The water was moving so fast it knocked this bus over!!!
It affected all the houses on this street.
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