It's as if the heavens sent it all down to accentuate the landscape...

The snow melting slower, or maybe faster than any of us will ever be able to notice and I'm deep... Deep in thought. There's a man living in a house somewhere on a long stretch of road in a house who's floor boards were rotting beneath him. That's the same man who Team Delta (Bill, Josh, Zach, and Myself) are giving a new floor to - the same man who's rotting floor got ripped out today and began to be replaced with a new one. His name is Leon. He's a soldier, and at 62 yrs old he's a trooper. Never hesitated to jump in and do the same back-breaking work me and my team were doing.

That's the BEST thanks I could ever receive. The. Best. Period.

Wednesday here in Nashville is dreary. Gray and meloncholy, like the skies are on the verge of crying for change... Maybe the change we're here to bring... I've been not-so-unusually deep in thought today... I do that sometimes... Didn't really want to speak much, if at all. This is my fourth service trip and each one being different from the last warrants some time dedicated to observance and meditation. Today is that day for me. I'm not usually a loud person, nor do I expose my feelings very frequently, and most times I decide to express myself through writing. I need to find some paper and a good pen asap! Tomorrow is swiftly approaching, and I have a floor to finish - can't wait... I wanna see Leon smile...


--Stephen Roberts