From September 30, 2019

The short ride from the airport on Saturday evening unnerved me. The fires, the trash and rocks of every size littering the streets, the crowds of people gathered in angry pockets of despair and disbelief filled me with grief. In my hastily written Sunday Journal which I sent on Saturday night I said the drive was a “a bit scary.” That was a gross understatement. It was terrifying.

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