Okay, I"m just going to warn you, this entry is upsetting. If you don't want to read about a first hand account of hurricane Katrina, stop now.
Today during training, a man who had survived hurricane Katrina spoke to us. He lived near the French quarter with his three cats. He walks with a cane and had just had just been released from the hospital from a recent surgery when he heard the storm was going to hit. Most people just thought the storm was really an empty threat, like the way people are always saying one of these days an earthquake is going to break off a piece of California. New Orleans had been through dozens of hurricanes that sounded this bad, none of them had done this. He said there wasn't any information on the news about what people should do and by the time the rains hit, the day before the storm, the 3 ways you can get out of new Orleans were already covered in water. This flooding happened every time it rained, making the roads virtually impassable, and besides, he didn't have a car.
When the hurricane actually hit, it looked like the Wizard of Oz outside. He saw tree limbs broken like twigs and at one point, a car blew by. When it stopped late at night, the entire city was dark and there was no water or electricity. The next day a grocery store opened the doors and told everyone to take whatever they needed. He grabbed a case of baked beans, and ended up having to eat them for a week. That same day, the looting began. People stole guns and while he was shut up in his house he could hear numerous gun shots throughout the day. Through his window he saw 2 thugs beat up an old lady with a baseball bat to steal the gallon of water she had. Looters were hunting down cops and opening fire. Three days after the storm, THREE DAYS, some people showed up in a government vehicle. This was the first time he came out of his house only to find people dead in the streets including a woman and her baby in a pile of rubble.
The took him to the convention center where he met a woman who had climbed on her roof with her elderly mother, her 8-month-old baby and a 16 oz bottle of water. They waited on her roof for 4 days when she turned around and her mother was gone. In her haste to find her mother she accidentally dropped the baby into the water. In five seconds she lost her mother and her child but she waited on her roof for 4 days for someone to help them.
After a week, he got on a helicopter and was told he would be taken to Washington D.C. After he got here, he called a man who was helping animals in houses and apartments and trying to reunite them with their owners. The man called him back and told him he had found one of his cats, simba, and had arrangements to send the cat to D.C. Animal planet is airing a show about reuniting Katrina victims with there pets and this man is in the episode on the weekend of Thanksgiving.
He told us he was glad we were going to help, and that New Orleans was a great lady, and that we should take care of her for him.
As you can imagine, I was in tears. I just didn't really understand what had happened there. It seemed so simple, like they should have just left, and that yeah, people were looting, but no big deal. To hear him talk about it, really changed my perspective on the whole thing. I just wanted to share it with you.
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
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That is sad. This disaster was an eye opener in many ways. Unfortunately, I think many people have already put it "out of site out of mind" and gone on with their daily lives (myself included). The fact that you are going to be making a difference down there in a couple weeks is great. I'm proud of you.
That is so incredibly sad. I can't believe that people actually had to live through all of that.
You AmeriCorp people are amazing. And everyone else that's actually getting in there and helping. I admire all of you.
That is so so sad, much too sad, like really sad. But Chandle, how dare you invade that disaster with your "natural disaster" relief? Has the whole world gone insane? The signs to escape were everywhere. All those living within the city were warned that “God has sent a hurricane to kill you”. The word was out, this will be not be the slow and pleasant death from a debaucherous lifestyle you have planned for yourself. NO! God’s plan will be catastrophe on those who don’t listen. Perhaps instead the deaf ears of sinners should’ve turn their heads to the sky and “listened up”… hear that, sounds like a hurricane’s a’ commin’, maybe you should spend the next three days not staying right where you’re at. You think you can win in a pissing contest with the Lord? Your city, the one that provides an open forum for sinners to pervert themselves, will not be number one on God’s miracle list to keep in pristine condition. In fact it will be given to the devil at half price, because you’ve been warned before. Like last year when you went down for marti gras and you woke up with all those wonderful shiny beads but had that really bad headache. A headache…from hell! Those beads won’t buy you salvation sweetheart. God has a special place for sinners like you, a portal to eternal damnation 100 mile wide with a creepy eye in the middle ready to choke slam you straight to hell. Remember...the Eye of God is watching.
Uhhh... wow.
Jeremy is crazy
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