I thanked one of the men as he stood blocking traffic for the electricians to work on a transformer above. He said he was glad to do it.
I told him that we were praying for all the electrical crews and their families. He thanked me and said he hadn’t been home in three weeks. That was a week ago.
As I stood in the darkness of my front yard with my 2-year-old in my arms and my 4-year-old clinging to my leg watching the men in the white trucks team up on repairs to our telephone wires, I thought how desolate we felt without any heat and electricity in our home, and how amazing these men were.
They were like American soldiers coming through a war-torn area, giving us all hope. Well-trained men and women were working hard for us, sacrificing time with their families and loved ones.
Driving by Georgia Power stations such as the one at Regency Mall, where hundreds of power trucks prepared for service, was a moving experience. Waiting at the stop light outside this mall, one could see bucket trucks caravan by from all over the Southeast – Georgia, Florida, South Carolina, Louisiana, Alabama, Arkansas, etc.
Thank you – thank you – for caring so sacrificially and so quickly in our time of need. May God reward them all!