Papa Joe's Hardhat Beauties

A few days after the devistating fire, I drove out to the burnt up restaurant just to reflect and process the reality of what had taken place.  As a long time employee, Papa Joe's had become so much more than just a source of income to me.  This was my home, a place where deep bonds were built, where successes were celebrated and broken spirits were lifted.  I stood looking at the ramshackled, scorched restaurant feeling defeated.  As I walked to the back of the building, three of my coworkers came stumbling out of the wrecked building wearing hard hats and boots.  The girls in the picture had entered the rubble in hopes of recovering Papa Joe's original pizza paddle which was never found.  However, they did have some random items like a few loose pieces of silverware and a pan that was totally black from fire and smoke.  The sight of this trio in cowboy boots, covered with soot and proudly announcing the recovered (yet almost worthless) items they rescued replaced my broken spirit with laughter. I love these girls!