What do we do?

In the interest of true disclosure, I have gone from the low of our building flooding to the high of getting the temporary warehouse set up to, now, back to low because I’m dealing with bureaucracy I don’t understand and requirements for an SBA loan that tonight seem insurmountable. So here’s the situation. I apply…

My new favorite people

I got kind of flummoxed, what with all the new boyfriends I have, when Baird Dixon and Beth Phillips, met us at the warehouse this morning. I was pretty sure Baird would be my new favorite boyfriend, but I hadn’t counted on Beth.  So I’m just going to call them my new favorite people. When…

We have Peter Frampton’s t-shirts

I just love Music City. So we’re at our temporary warehouse today when a woman named Lisa McLaughlin comes in with three cases of t-shirts. From Peter Frampton. Actually, from Peter Frampton.  Not his personal t-shirts, of course. He’s probably still using them. These were three cases of his t-shirts for sale at his concerts….

Toxic house of poo

Today is the first day of CRC’s new life. West Nashville Emergency Spill Response is beginning to hoover out the Toxic House of Poo, otherwise known as our flooded warehouse. You just don’t stop to think, really, about what exactly constitutes flood water. Oh, let’s see. There are those giant gasoline storage units just three…

“We’re on our way”

The phones are ringing off the hook today, but this call was different. “We’re on our way!” an emphatic voice said with great authority over the phone. Well, great, I said. What time are you going to get here? “We’ll be there by about six o’clock,” said the voice. It was three in the afternoon,…

Our man with stuff

We are open and we have stuff. This is John Moore. He is our man with stuff. He didn’t want his photo taken, but I did it anyway. He deserves some recognition. John owns M&M Wholesale in Old Hickory. Normally, we buy basic personal hygiene and cleaning supplies from John for our giveaways. He sells…

The kindness of strangers

This may have been the most amazing day of my life, at least professionally. We started out the day with just a flooded out warehouse. We ended the day with a temporary warehouse, an official designation by the Mayor’s Office as the agency to distribute in-kind donations (what Betsy and I affectionately refer to as…

My new favorite boyfriend

Sunday night, I was watching aerial footage on T.V. of the Cumberland River rising. The helicopter headed out of downtown and toward CRC. I stared and stared, waiting to see what the building looked like. Just as the chopper was a block away…it turned back. I screamed. Mark, my husband, said he was going over…

Fisher of men

“Come, follow me,” Jesus said, “and I will make you fishers of men.” No, Elder Johnnie B. Webb does not carry around fishing poles because he is fishing for men, or women and children for that matter. He carries around fishing poles because he likes to fish. “I went fishing this morning, and all I…

A place for everything

Well, I just can’t tell you what a frenzy of activity we had today at CRC as Betsy got to work on organizing her new shelves. It was scary. When Betsy came to CRC last January, she told me she really loved organizing things. I had no idea what that meant. She doesn’t just love…