Community of Steel: On B-Metro

Tuscaloosa missing: 9.

This time last week that number was in the hundreds.

I’ve heard a few times now that celebrities, politicians, emergency personnel from other states, and of course, President Obama, have remarked on how Alabama has pulled together like no other.

My Facebook feed transformed into a grand central station of rescue efforts and honestly? I’d want it no other way. Yes, I see less random, entertaining (or annoying) statuses, but right now it’s exactly what it should be: a social network running in emergency mode.

For a long time now, as many of you know, I’ve lived in Montgomery. It was a move that occurred 5 years ago, when Conner was only 18 months old. Monty has it’s good qualities, but I don’t belong. Birmingham, however, kept calling my name.

I tried to answer several times, but it just wasn’t in the cards – a series of “unanswered prayers” if you will.

Then life happened, and doors slammed shut, while massive windows opened. I was finally going to move back to the city I’d learn to love.

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