We emerged to find an alien landscape. We bound our wounds, we buried our dead, and we commenced to rebuild.

We’ve got our own power plant going. A house down the street has a generator, and we use a long extension cord to keep the refrigerators and fans going in 15 houses.

They found the manager of that building right underneath that blanket. His name was Carlos Garcia. He died when he went to a back apartment to save another man. The second man survived, but the...

I’ll board up better. But no, I won’t go anywhere.