Our friends, the "Vanderbilts" have returned to their home! It is in disrepair, although more from wind than water, which makes it much more repairable than many. The three of them have been joined by 20 (TWENTY!!!!) newly-homeless friends and family members. This must be quite something; they are a small family who live in a small-family size house (not a Vanderbiltesque house), but they are very thankful to have a home to share, and they are making the best of the situation. Jobs and school are still up in the air.
Fairchild update: I am brain-fried. Today begins day three of the marathon intern orientation and training at the agency where I began working part-time over the summer. I like all my students, and am excited to work with them. But I am not accustomed to talking/teaching/sitting around for three straight days, and I am, as I said, fried before I even begin today. Well, I'm off to teach about suicide. I hope you're doing something more fun than that with your Saturday!