Fellow friends, as we care deeply and mourn the great losses of our friends in far-flung parts of this great nation, as we grieve for Fort McMurray -- as we grieve for others: may we never forget that it is the care that binds our hearts together, knitted tightly and perhaps even eternally with cords of love and compassion.
Most McMurrayites, myself included, are still coming to grips with what is happening in our town. Most of us left in a hurry, despite wanting to hold on to every last moment we possibly could. Maybe there was one more thing we as an individual could accomplish to save our city. And that's what was running through my mind as I drove north. I couldn't help but think that I could have stayed longer, provided just a little bit more coverage, before I fled. But it didn't happen. We had to go, just like everyone else, and we didn't go willingly.