The watertower and the museum was destroyed. The watertower looked as if a foot stepped on the top of it and crushed it. It was on the other side of the section, that we were searching but you could see it down the street, looking to the west. It looked like broken legs of a giant grasshopper.
Words can not describe the powerful imagines and feelings that one has when you walk down the streets looking for survivors and how "neighbors" in other communities (EMS, FIRE & RESCUE, LAW ENFORCEMENT, KHP & other area's of the medical professions) come together in the time of need.
My heart breaks for the families
