When severe flooding hit Kerrville and surrounding areas in Central Texas on July 4, the community response was swift, and deeply personal for some. One of our Trecora team members chose to spend their time helping on the ground, providing direct support to families and first responders. Their story reflects not only individual courage and empathy, but the heart of what we value at Trecora: being part of something bigger.
Kevin Scott, Warehouse Supervisor
When I first heard about the devastating floods that hit Central Texas, I just knew I had to help. The images and stories coming out of the area were heartbreaking, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I needed to do something. I began registering with several volunteer organizations, hoping to find a way to assist.
Then I came across a post from a local family in Beaumont, Texas, who were desperately searching for their loved ones. They were asking for volunteers to join the search efforts. I didn’t know them personally, but I reached out and offered to help. Shortly after, I packed up and made the six-hour trip to Kerrville, Texas.
I wasn’t part of an official rescue crew, just one of many volunteers trying to help in any way we could. I spent four days searching during that first trip and returned the following weekend to continue the effort. The days were long, emotional, and among the hardest things I’ve ever done, both physically and mentally. We combed through rural areas and worked alongside many dedicated volunteers and first responders, all hoping to help bring closure to families facing unimaginable loss.
While we were able to assist in bringing closure to several families, one moment in particular has stayed with me. While searching through debris, I found a torn and muddy Christmas stocking with photos of a little boy and girl inside, a small but deeply personal item. I shared it on social media in hopes of finding the family it belonged to. To my surprise, I was able to connect with them. They had survived the flood, though they had lost their home and all their belongings. Meeting the family and being able to return something so meaningful, even something as simple as a stocking and a few photos, was incredibly emotional and humbling.
Being part of something like this reminded me that real community doesn’t always require titles or uniforms. Sometimes, it simply means showing up when someone needs you.
I encourage everyone to find a way to support communities affected by disasters, whether it’s donating money, sending supplies, or volunteering your time. Central Texas still needs help, and every small act makes a huge difference.
