Tracy E. Perkins (born 1971) is a Sergeant First Class (reduced in rank by court martial to Staff Sergeant) in the U.S. Army. (wikipedia)
I don't want to go back to one of those shelters. I've had enough of shelters. I don't want to live like that anymore.
God has gotten us through this. We don't know where we're going now ... we don't have nowhere to go. We have a baby who's probably ready to go home in another week, but we don't know where that will be,
I think he is the one thing that kept us alive. We wanted to get to him.
You couldn't even get to a police officer to ask them a question because it was like they were ready to shoot you with any movement you made.
All night I laid on that ground, in stitches, and watched buses passing. We'd get up thinking they were for us, but they just kept on going. In my condition, I couldn't even walk. Every minute I had to stop walking because the cut was burning.
Everybody's not fortunate. Not everybody's got money or wheels to do anything, to get out.
Toilet paper all over the floor. Bodies. Babies dying in front of your face,
What we're really doing is running a modern airline with classic airplanes. Our maintenance efforts have to go well above and beyond what an airline with new airplanes has to do. It's quite a challenge.
I wouldn't wish this on no one. Not what we went through there.
