As Sherri Little surveyed a group of volunteers toiling in her Black Forest backyard on Tuesday, a Bible verse came to her mind and brought tears to her eyes.
“Pity the man who falls without someone to pick him up,” she said.
Little’s eyes fill with tears easily when she thinks of her life since the Black Forest fire in 2013. But they are not tears of sadness, although both she and her brother lost their homes to the fire, and along with them, all of their inherited family treasures. Instead, Little cries over the blessings she counts – and among them are hordes of neighborhoods, friends and random people who helped clear thousands of dead trees off the Little’s property on Trapper’s Pass Trail.