This one was my idol.

They're petrified like you and I would be, due to the volume of the wind that we had. I can understand that because I was petrified myself. Whether I lose them or not, I don't know yet. We won't know for another week whether they'll get stressed out and they just die on you.

Everyone that came through our farm said what a beautiful farm it was. It's a big cleanup job, but I don't give up that easy — I'll start again.