Shock...

You know, it's one thing to see the devastation when it first happens, to see it on television with a little emotional distance as they pan over random scenes.

It's completely different to open the newspaper the next day, and see places you hung out as a kid, or went to as a college student, or someplace you went every day for years ... and it's gone. Or it's... destroyed. Or...

My family is safe and well. I'm grateful. Their homes are intact, or repairable. No one is lost, or injured, or forced to seek new lodging.

But to see what has happened in my hometown...

It can be rebuilt, repaired, redone... but... it still hurts.