9:25 a.m. Just left the orphanage where 30 of the 75 kids had died. I saw the rubble heaps where some remained. Awful smells. A few of the kids were in awful shape. We are sending 1 to the hospital for leg surgery. The others should be fine now with the wound treatments.
We are setting up aside a rather large tent city, size of a football field. It is chaos. We are in a safe place, up a hill, under a covered porch.
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