LIFE IN THE BUNKHOUSE

The very first trip I took with the Disaster Relief/Rebuild team to Pascagoula, Mississippi after Katrina we stayed in the Jackson County Baptist Association's bunkhouse. This is my third trip with the team and again we stayed in the bunkhouse. It's like coming home. It has a bunk room for girls, and one for boys. It also has a couple of bedrooms, a dining/kitchen combo, a shower/bathroom room for girls and one for boys, and then another half bath. Also a small lounge or common area but there are usually too many of us to be in there much. The guys use it alot of times after evening devotionals to play cards and just talk about man stuff. The girls usually have mini-slumber parties in our bunk room. Don't stay up too late because we have to get up early to go to whatever work site we are assigned to. It makes me think that maybe that's the way the early church was. Living together, working together, praying and studying scripture together. It is always an absolutely amazing experience and I have made so many new brothers and sisters in Christ!

This is me and Jimmy in Rebecca's house

After the first day of work....collapsed!



Wilma grilling hamburgers and hot dogs. The building behind her is the Jackson Co. Associational Office.

Everyone congregates in the dining room...

Frankie looking innocent...

Don't the tables look pretty?

The chow line.

Wilma showing her muscles with Sammy and Hamp planning in the background.

Betty is true blue even in Mississippi!!

Pat with a wordless salvation puzzle.

A tender moment caught...Hamp and Sandra separated for the week...he snuck in the ladies bunk room to say goodnight!

Judy is claustrophobic...so she got on the top bunk.

Keith can't live without his Dr Pepper

Robbie leading the devotional.

Judy caught me on the phone checking up on my Daffy Dog.


This is Sammy. The heart and soul of the Tates Creek Association Disaster Relief/Rebuild Team!
Ron. The carrier of the stomach bug. Nuff said!