We ran the Houston Marathon in January of this year. Running 26.2 miles through many of the suburbs and districts of Houston, we finished the event at the same place we started in beautiful downtown Houston. Here I am running those last few feet to the glorious finish line. What a sight as we ran through a proverbial tunnel of buildings reaching to the sky. The streets lined with beautiful ornamental trees and every street pristine in the cool of the winter day. It was a wonderful day and a great finish in a beautiful hosting town.
Almost nine months later, all has changed. A wind has blown through the town-not just your normal day to day breeze as enjoyed on Marathon Day, but a hurricane-Mr. Ike paid a visit. He left behind ruin, devastation and flooding. The winds which blew through the beautiful city have left a mark that will take years to repair-very possibly Houston will never be the same.
What a difference a day can make!
Almost nine months later, all has changed. A wind has blown through the town-not just your normal day to day breeze as enjoyed on Marathon Day, but a hurricane-Mr. Ike paid a visit. He left behind ruin, devastation and flooding. The winds which blew through the beautiful city have left a mark that will take years to repair-very possibly Houston will never be the same.
What a difference a day can make!
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