One of my first visits outside the state Capitol as governor was to Crestline Elementary in Vancouver. A fire had recently reduced the school to not much more than a charred pile of rubble. More than 500 students had to go to other schools while Crestline was rebuilt, a significant disruption to the sense of normalcy that so many of us take for granted.
For youngsters with only six or seven years under their belt, seeing your classroom burned to the ground is a scary and traumatic experience. But when I met a little boy there named Peyton, it was immediately clear that he and his classmates were facing this challenge with courage.