It was heartbreaking driving up to MY high school to sandbag MY school. My school that in less than 48 hours would be surrounded by water, like an island. The light shining through all of this mess was watching families, students and teachers work together to save something so dear to us all. As I was sandbagging with my math teacher, my eyes got teary because I have never seen something so moving. A cry of help from Eureka was made across area radio stations and within 45 minutes hundreds of volunteers arrived in old town. For those that do not live in Eureka, old town is a place that is buzzing with life during the summer. During the winter, old town is lit up with Christmas lights, the scene looks like something from a Hallmark movie. However, right now that was not the case. Old town looked like a fort with sandbags stacked so tall, it was sad and dark. But that all changed when volunteers filled old town, they lit up the dull streets like fireflies. There is so much I can say about this town but words don't do this town justice. Eureka strong isn't just a saying on a t-shirt it's a value we have known to work by.There really isn't enough words to describe what this town can do together. Eureka is a place like no other it's a town that on the Fourth of July the whole town seems to be there.

Here is how I would describe Eureka. Eureka is a small town world like no other. Eureka is a small town that country stars sing about. During the fall the whole town is under the Friday night lights, cheering on the "Boys of Fall." Just like in the song "Boys of Fall" newspaper clippings are hung on bulletin boards, reading generations of football championships. I don't know if this story describes Eureka well enough for those outside folks but to those reading this who call this place home, it hits a soft nerve.