Ron and I went over to the Rock Cafe this morning to help Dawn and the kids with the cleanup. To see where things stood when we started, check out Dawn’s blog.
Here’s how it looked when we finished:
Today was less about clearing floor space and more about knocking down the height of some of the piles. I worked primarily on the debris behind the bar, which used to be to the right of that row of stools. I also cleared out a lot of the debris behind the register stand, which isn’t visible in this picture.
Dawn re-enacts a scene from Office Space. (Excuse me … I believe you have my stapler….)
I started trying to clear a path from the late cash register stand (the raised platform on the left) to the kitchen. The pile is a little shorter, and I think I made about three feet of headway into the kitchen. It’s slow going, partly because everything we pick up seems to be attached to everything else, but it’s pretty satisfying to be able to see where we’ve been.
A few of the treasures Dawn and the kids unearthed before we arrived: three Rock Cafe mugs and a copy of a book called — I am not making this up — Eternal Route 66.
Ron catches his breath after a morning of good, honest work.
It was sad to see so much destruction, but there was something oddly therapeutic about being able to get in there and move some debris. As hard as it was to see the Rock in this condition, it felt good to be in there helping … and it felt even better to know that the thoughts and prayers of hundreds of people around the world were in there with us, supporting all of us as we moved the Rock just a few cubic yards closer to its rebirth.