Update

Today I am sick to my stomach with grief and cannot bear to go to the bottom of the hill to look at the demolition. I hear the beeping of big trucks and enormous crashes and can only imagine what's coming down. I imagine six year old boys in trucks gleefully smashing through walls and roofs like it's a dollhouse, ignorant of the grief it's causing. I met a neighbor yesterday who summed it up as "senseless". "You can see how well that building was built; it was structurally sound," she said. "They're not even trying to salvage any of the wood."  Heartbreaking.    -Karina Burston