massive tsunami in japan. obviously, we all freaked out, because georgia was over there. they turned on the tv and saw images from noda, the little coastal town where georgia was based. it was unrecognizable from images she had sent to us, that the buildings were destroyed. there was debris everywhere. and georgia, though they tried and tried, was unreachable. we really thought that she d gone. kind of lost hope, i guess. back in indiana that night, the news ever worse, john turned on his computer and read that last e-mail from zach. he sent it at literally two minutes before the earthquake hit and it said what greeting? birthday greeting. said what? happy birthday, love you. it said much more than that, though. dearest rockin papi, happy birthday. woo hoo, the big 5-0. the more and more time we spend apart, the more and more i
though. dearest rockin papi, happy birthday. woo hoo, the big 5-0. the more and more time we spend apart, the more and more i realize how amazing of a father and friend you have been to me over the years, and have always given me a perfect example of how a man and a husband is to treat a woman and his wife. my gosh. i m thinking my god is this the last thing i hear from my son, you know? and it s that. yes. good morning. disaster in japan. saturday morning, more than 24 hours since they d had any communication from their son. by 8:30, we still hadn t heard anything, and still woke up to more, even more horrible images, and then even had time to think about the death toll. the death toll. and all that. it was just compounding and compounding and compounding. and then? about the moment all seemed lost? another e-mail arrived, not from zach. it was from kenji, that volunteer mentor in japan, just a few words. and they meant everything.