of a k-bar knife that they are only allowed to carry when they are hunting. They do however; have pocket knives that they can keep all the time, as long as they treat it with respect. The first tunnel is complete except for covering it over and planting the grass over it. If you aren’t looking for a tunnel opening, you cannot find it. The door was made with a counter balance, to allow even a smaller person to open and close the doors from either side. Our team on this project took it a step farther than any of us imagined. Where they put one of the large concrete connectors, they dug a good sized root cellar for want of a better description, to store supplies in just in case someone has to stay hidden for a period of time.
They also put battery powered lights, as well as candles, and lanterns that use propane cylinders in the tunnels. The project went so well that the other groups are going to start linking their homes, and we are going to continue with ours. We also all agree that it would be great to have a tunnel from each group into the woods just in case. December is going by quickly and in just three days it will be Christmas. Many of us want to make another trip over to the Marine base to pick up more clothing and guns as well as other supplies. We have taken everyone into the towns close to us so they can look through the stores and even the houses to find Christmas presents for each other. Some of them remember Christmas, but have not celebrated it for as long as they can remember. Everyone is excited about it this year, like we all were last year.
The trip over to the base is uneventful, as is the loading of the trucks we brought along to bring our treasures back. James and Jenna came along just to make sure they aren’t imagining this whole adventure. They both say that they hope it is not a dream, because they are enjoying life more now than they ever did before. Robin is watching little Tim so Dayna could come with me on this trip. It’s a good thing she did because she sees two things that none of us see. The first one is dozens of cases of chocolate candy in tin containers in the Base Exchange. The second she sees as we are getting ready to leave. I am making sure the trucks are loaded to the brim when Dayna comes over and tells me not to look to the right, but there is a young girl watching us from behind one of the barracks buildings.
I can see the young lady by looking into the mirror on one of the trucks and she sure looks scared. I tell Dayna I will go through the warehouse we are at and come up behind the girl. Before she can say anything I head through the warehouse and work my way behind the place where the young lady is watching us. When I sneak a peek around the corner, I see Dayna walking back toward the truck, with the young lady and two others about the same age. When I get back to the truck Dayna introduces me to the young people. Jenna, who is every bit as bad as Sara when it comes to picking on me, tells me that I did a great job stalking those dangerous teenage girls. She starts to say she will sleep better tonight knowing I am on the job, but she is laughing too much.
We get acquainted on the ride home. The three young ladies are living with their mother, after their father passed away a while ago. Their mother got sick about ten days ago and hasn’t been able to even go anywhere since then. They heard someone at the base, which is us and they came to see if we looked friendly, or if we were the type to steal the girls away. Naturally we stop and pick up the mother, who sounds like she has bronchitis or possibly pneumonia, but I don’t have a stethoscope with me and it’s hard to tell anyway without a chest x-ray. We make her as comfortable as we can for the ride home. They say that wherever we are going it has to be better than where they are living.
We get home after dark and Doc Betty comes over to check out the lady that is ill. We have several books on natural medicines and
They also put battery powered lights, as well as candles, and lanterns that use propane cylinders in the tunnels. The project went so well that the other groups are going to start linking their homes, and we are going to continue with ours. We also all agree that it would be great to have a tunnel from each group into the woods just in case. December is going by quickly and in just three days it will be Christmas. Many of us want to make another trip over to the Marine base to pick up more clothing and guns as well as other supplies. We have taken everyone into the towns close to us so they can look through the stores and even the houses to find Christmas presents for each other. Some of them remember Christmas, but have not celebrated it for as long as they can remember. Everyone is excited about it this year, like we all were last year.
The trip over to the base is uneventful, as is the loading of the trucks we brought along to bring our treasures back. James and Jenna came along just to make sure they aren’t imagining this whole adventure. They both say that they hope it is not a dream, because they are enjoying life more now than they ever did before. Robin is watching little Tim so Dayna could come with me on this trip. It’s a good thing she did because she sees two things that none of us see. The first one is dozens of cases of chocolate candy in tin containers in the Base Exchange. The second she sees as we are getting ready to leave. I am making sure the trucks are loaded to the brim when Dayna comes over and tells me not to look to the right, but there is a young girl watching us from behind one of the barracks buildings.
I can see the young lady by looking into the mirror on one of the trucks and she sure looks scared. I tell Dayna I will go through the warehouse we are at and come up behind the girl. Before she can say anything I head through the warehouse and work my way behind the place where the young lady is watching us. When I sneak a peek around the corner, I see Dayna walking back toward the truck, with the young lady and two others about the same age. When I get back to the truck Dayna introduces me to the young people. Jenna, who is every bit as bad as Sara when it comes to picking on me, tells me that I did a great job stalking those dangerous teenage girls. She starts to say she will sleep better tonight knowing I am on the job, but she is laughing too much.
We get acquainted on the ride home. The three young ladies are living with their mother, after their father passed away a while ago. Their mother got sick about ten days ago and hasn’t been able to even go anywhere since then. They heard someone at the base, which is us and they came to see if we looked friendly, or if we were the type to steal the girls away. Naturally we stop and pick up the mother, who sounds like she has bronchitis or possibly pneumonia, but I don’t have a stethoscope with me and it’s hard to tell anyway without a chest x-ray. We make her as comfortable as we can for the ride home. They say that wherever we are going it has to be better than where they are living.
We get home after dark and Doc Betty comes over to check out the lady that is ill. We have several books on natural medicines and
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