July 12, 2025

Saturday morning. Going through pictures – starting July 1. I’m working, sorting, coordinating. Trying to catch up on work before going to help feed people. Looking to separate work pictures from 1010 pictures and videos since July 1.

Our cat colony on the front porch. A bank business card. Gas in my Ram. Wondering what that trailer business means. Sunny flew in from Oregon and we went to In and Out, in Texas. Sunny & cousins with Granny. My moms probably dying. Trying to salvage doors. Admiring my ’94 VW Golf I rebuilt and my beautiful daughter and wife driving it. Bill. A schedule. A business card. The flood.

I said earlier this week – I’m having an… Existential Awakening. The veil is so thin between the now and later. The atoms through the Stars. I’m Re al– izing – the real is upon me. Us.

I strip pictures of work through the album of my life. Like I do every month. But I’m not even to the 15th yet.

I haven’t even got to Bill’s campground yet.
I probably knew by this set.

IMAGE WARNING

Yeah. 132 is our crew that night & trying to identify Bill’s dog, Sage.
July 5. Skipped some. A HOLD for Sage’s body at the vet. Some more gas. A picture of a trash can in case we need that guy’s number. Some work pictures out. And so much wtf.
Bills RV site at HTR and a bunch of shit.
More pics of phone numbers – call if you need anything
Looking for Bill. Pics of finding his blue truck are missing. Reminder that I need to merge or do something with the Bill Album on my phone.
Found the Bill album. I’ll deal with it later.
Still July 5. Jesus.
Helping with distribution. Bill’s office.
Bill’s office to a CNN interview. 7th to the 10th. The trucks in the yard.
All the way to 7/11. More of the trucks in the yard. This broke my brain. Each one attached to people. One yard in 100s? His tools from his Jobox in the back of my truck. So much mud. I cut my finger. A picture of Bill from the company christmas party 2018. Jenn remembered too (the alcove in the rain). Llano showed up. Our family. My brother, kids, grandkids. HEB bbq.

The last batch from July 1 to July 11. The random pictures from my phone – screenshots, downloads… Amazon wish list to floods from out of state. The Red Cross moving out of the Methodist church, where we started helping to get on our side of the river. Muddy shoes on our front porch. My dying mom cuddling from July 1? A Getty Image of us recovering Sage. Our son wants to be here so bad. A family photo found from their shop at 9th and Congress in Austin around 1900. A screenshot from Bill asking me to come burn some wood (not the dog) at HTR. Search and Rescue from 7/6. Markup of the river making sense of the hydraulics at HTR. An older pic of Bill’s trailer for id. The first pics texted to us of Bills trucks being id’d by their vin. The gazebo in Austin that my grandma remembered watching them hang people. A screenshot of the Adida I’m looking for at my mom’s house she likely kept because of the green paint from the Camaro that hit me as a child. Bill, Bill, and Bill related stuff.

I have reports overdue. Apparently about 40% of my pictures are work related during a disaster.

An existential awakening.

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