My son finally called today. They are leaving Shreveport this afternoon and trying to get home in Ponchatoula. They have to determine when they need to be in class. Autumn (God what a beautiful child - takes after her grandpa) is safe and sound.
Doni's grandmother has a broken hip and went to Woolmarket (north of I-10) to weather the storm with her son. They have used all the gasoline for the generator and have foraged the area siphoning where they could. The fuel is almost gone. Grandma's hip is broken and her surgery site is becoming infected. My son and his friend must use their knowledge of the area to slip in on the backroads and bring Grandma to safety under the cover of darkness tonight. I'm with Rick - bureaucracy sucks.
Still no word of the house in D'Iberville. Food is rotting in the fridge and I'm sure that the carpets are wet. By the time the authorities deem it safe the walls will be covered with mold. A house - although home - is just a material monument. I have my children and that is worth more than all the gold there is.
My son worked out his two week notice in the mall and was scheduled to start work at the Hard Rock today. Oh well. Both the mall and the casino are no more.
We are financially able to give him a new start and keep him afloat during reconstruction. Thousands of others are not.
The Point Cadet penninsula looks like it was cleared with a bulldozer. The inhabitants there were mostly poor Viet Namese fishermen. Our thoughts and prayers are with them tonight. I hope your's are too.
Of all that is true tonight - the truest stands tall and true. The Big Easy is dead, long live the Big Easy!
Salud!
Doni's grandmother has a broken hip and went to Woolmarket (north of I-10) to weather the storm with her son. They have used all the gasoline for the generator and have foraged the area siphoning where they could. The fuel is almost gone. Grandma's hip is broken and her surgery site is becoming infected. My son and his friend must use their knowledge of the area to slip in on the backroads and bring Grandma to safety under the cover of darkness tonight. I'm with Rick - bureaucracy sucks.
Still no word of the house in D'Iberville. Food is rotting in the fridge and I'm sure that the carpets are wet. By the time the authorities deem it safe the walls will be covered with mold. A house - although home - is just a material monument. I have my children and that is worth more than all the gold there is.
My son worked out his two week notice in the mall and was scheduled to start work at the Hard Rock today. Oh well. Both the mall and the casino are no more.
We are financially able to give him a new start and keep him afloat during reconstruction. Thousands of others are not.
The Point Cadet penninsula looks like it was cleared with a bulldozer. The inhabitants there were mostly poor Viet Namese fishermen. Our thoughts and prayers are with them tonight. I hope your's are too.
Of all that is true tonight - the truest stands tall and true. The Big Easy is dead, long live the Big Easy!
Salud!