the dust has yet to settle. Donations are still coming in. The crew of 40+ people and thousands of donors across the world have shown again their generosity.

The end was kind of bitter sweet this year. They thanked all those involved it takes almost an hour to do. There was the traditional crashing of the bus then fade to black. As many movie goers know the end isn't always the end.

After a few minutes the stream came back on. Most of the lights had been turned off. The room that for the past 6 1/2 days had been the center of activity was empty except for a single crew member. He began reading a rather somber entry from "Sum: Tales from the Afterlives" (http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=0TYdCyyir2IC&pg)
The lights went black for the final time till next year.

I've been crying ever since.

Earlier today a discussion had started about why the people had joined up with the marathon. You can watch it all here, it get a little heavy:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3sA6FVW7Rg4

The women in the background with the red shirt is one of the founding members mother. If memory serves the first Desert bus for hope was done in her basement. At the end of video she begins to break down. What followed was her revealing that her son Bill had been diagnosed with Huntington's disease 10 years prior. I can't describe the impact of that on the ~2300 watchers of the stream.