August 29th - three years ago.
Three years ago. I had just finished summer school. I was preparing for what would hopefully be my last semester. Me and wifie were looking at property near Baton Rouge. Hurrican Katrina was not even supposed to hit anywhere near LA. Life was going on. We were planning to attend a dinner Sunday night in the French Quarter, the 28th. Saturday was uneventful and I was going to cautiously monitor the situation. I wake in the middle of the night Saturday and decide to get the hell out.
We ended up over at my sis-in-law. I brought my books to study. Monday I wake to heavy breezes and terrible weather. I end up staying outside burning a never ending pile of wood. The storm does not appear to be bad from our vantage point. Little did we know! We lost our cable connection, so we had to rely on air waves and little tvs.
Monday night we started seeing some of the footage. Wifie and mom-in-law were devestated. I was not happy being in someone else's home. We cleaned up around the place from the wind damage. I took walks and was mostly bored. Wifie and myself were jittery and nervous. We made trips to the gas station topping off our tanks because of the potential shortage of fuel. The sights of human suffering were immediatly apparent. I saw famalies living in their cars. It is pathetic. We are all reduced to nothing at storm time. We are all equals.
Tuesday, we were able to confirm that we still ahd a house to return to. Thoughts of "did we have employment" etc began popping into our head. Wifie did not want to return, but I was determined. We returned together in the jeep. Things were moderatly messed up.
Wifie starts communicating with work and returns on Wednsday. I return to BR to get a generator. We start thinking of how we can live under the conditions. We ended up being luck. Power crews are everywhere. I hang around the house and help others when I can. There is a red cross station set up in a parking lot. I listen to the radio. We do not get any television coverage.
To be continued...
We ended up over at my sis-in-law. I brought my books to study. Monday I wake to heavy breezes and terrible weather. I end up staying outside burning a never ending pile of wood. The storm does not appear to be bad from our vantage point. Little did we know! We lost our cable connection, so we had to rely on air waves and little tvs.
Monday night we started seeing some of the footage. Wifie and mom-in-law were devestated. I was not happy being in someone else's home. We cleaned up around the place from the wind damage. I took walks and was mostly bored. Wifie and myself were jittery and nervous. We made trips to the gas station topping off our tanks because of the potential shortage of fuel. The sights of human suffering were immediatly apparent. I saw famalies living in their cars. It is pathetic. We are all reduced to nothing at storm time. We are all equals.
Tuesday, we were able to confirm that we still ahd a house to return to. Thoughts of "did we have employment" etc began popping into our head. Wifie did not want to return, but I was determined. We returned together in the jeep. Things were moderatly messed up.
Wifie starts communicating with work and returns on Wednsday. I return to BR to get a generator. We start thinking of how we can live under the conditions. We ended up being luck. Power crews are everywhere. I hang around the house and help others when I can. There is a red cross station set up in a parking lot. I listen to the radio. We do not get any television coverage.
To be continued...
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