To the BBC guy: no, it wasn’t over. Not till all 39 were out. The rescuers count too.
To all who pulled off the impossible: thank you!
To President Pinera of Chile, who went ahead and authorized the operation after being told there was only a 3% chance of success but who still did the only humanly thinkable thing and ran with it, knowing those men were alive down there, who greeted every single man with the biggest smile and hug for 24 hours straight: thank you!
To the miners, who kept the faith with each other and God to get through it all, thank you for the example and strength you showed the world. May you hold fast to that forever.
I barely managed to tear myself away to go to my lupus group, but I did.
Back home, knitting in front of the monitor, cheering on each appearance of that funky-angled rescue capsule both above and below ground and the appearance of each man finally back up at the surface, stepping out into the arms of everybody.
BBC… It ain’t over till the skinny guy sings.
And then they all did, with all the celebration one could possibly put into it. CHI CHI CHI LE LE LE!!!