That's when I realized my house was gone.

I know for a fact my house is gone.

It ain't no rebirth. I realized it last year when he was here, then he was gone. Quickly.

When I woke up at about 6 a.m., it was gone, ... It was beached on a neighbor's beach. I'm glad it came in instead of going out.

We're journalists and we just pack it away. You don't get a special badge of courage for losing your home.

We walked into that conversation and were able to convey that we were in very, very big trouble. We wrote our story, and then we drank champagne.