12,600 Hours

I often wonder what life would have held if the dead had not of risen. I know that those musings are just that, musings. Life has drastically and fundementally changed for whats left of the human race. I have tried to give the most accurate account of what I have seen and done. I know that it is far from complete and I doubt it will ever be read. I doubt that it will change the world, win a Pultizer, be filed in a safe place in the Library of Congress, but I have not embellished or altered it in any way. I have been true, and to you, dear reader, I hope you find a safe place under the sun somewhere, and rebuild. Keep knowlegde goings, keep civilization going. Keep up the fight. I know we are at a cross roads, but I have faith in people. As I always have, as I always will have. I beg you also, do not forget the fallen, you have to become a living memorial to those who did not make it, you owe them much, we all do. This is Bruce C. Blunt, this will be my last entry. Our generator is dying and we have no fuel to replenish it. If you can help or need a safe place you can find on the far side of Davis Lake from Hwy 211, on the hill. Good luck, stay safe, be seeing you...

Rabbi Dobrowolski

Mr. & Mrs. McCarthy

Mom, Dad, Emily

Iona Williams

And all those who are with him now.

God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Psalms 46:1

(Shortly after 5:30 pm April 19th, 2010, The Generator at Ft. Defiance went offline)