A picture that I took of one of the tornadoes that went by our home (Don't worry, right after I took the photo I took everyone to the basement for shelter for the duration of the storms) |
Right after the storm had passed through, My Farmer hopped into his pick-up to check on his parents, our hogs and our new house to make sure everyone and everything was alright. But as he was making his way to check on everything, he noticed trees across the road at our neighbors. He drove over to find destruction everywhere. He talked to the family to make sure they were okay and then looked around to see how he could help. The night of the storm, My Farmer, along with other neighbors who made similar trips after the storm to check on things, all merged on our neighbor's place and got to work. First thing that night was to board up the home. Second thing done, plans were made for people to take time away from the fields the next day to help with clean-up.
A view of some of the damage the day after the tornadoes. Our neighbors had trees uprooted, out buildings destroyed, windows shattered and personal belonging thrown around the entire farm. |
Neighbors brought over equipment to help with the clean-up |
Last week I was so proud of my community. None of these people were asked, paid or told to come and help these neighbors in need. Work and help was needed and everyone felt it was their job to come and work and help.
Last week's events made me think of another time that my community came together to help a neighbor in need. In 2011 one of our neighbors passed away in a car accident. When it came time for his fields to be harvested, farmers from the entire neighborhood took a day off of harvesting their own fields to help this family in need.
Combine and catch carts at work in a field |
Three combines working on the same field |
A line-up of the combines and tractors used to help with the harvest |
Neighbors that came to help a neighbor |
Once again, why did these neighbors come together to help another neighbor in need? Call it "Midwest Values" or being an Iowan, but everyone wanted to be there to help. There was work that needed to be done and no one was just going to wait for someone or some government group to come and do the work.
I am so proud of my neighborhood and community. We are always there for each other. We truly care about each other and show concern for one another. I realize that everyone in this world is not as fortunate as I am to have this sense of community or neighbors. Some only get this feeling of support from family. So I guess you could say I have two families - my biological relatives and my neighbors. (And you know you are from the rural Midwest when you consider a person who lives many miles away still a neighbor...)
What makes you proud of your community or neighborhood?