((((((((Okie)))))))))))). I tell ya one thing, when i left early that sunday morning I knew it wasnt going to be good. I, just like everyone else figured yeah, a little water. Ya know, some water from street flooding. A foot at the most. But, no one. Not anyone i know at least, expected what did happen.
My anger and frustrations are from the President down to our local parish president. I have had my quarrels with fema, sba, LRA, Red Cross, COE. You name it i'm pissed. I'm trying now at working out that anger and frustration. Notthing can be done about it now. So, why be mad.
I enjoy more telling people about the thousands that have come down here to help us gut and rebuild. I wear a green bandana almost every day in honor of some great kids. The label on the bandana reads National Civilian Community Corps from Charleston. Did you know that the first outsiders to reach St Bernard Parish and help in rescuing was the Canadian Search and Rescue Team? They left Canada before the storm even hit. When they got here all outside help was in the city of New Orleans. They were told by a Louisiana State Trooper that the parish of St Bernard needs help. No one has gotten to them yet. This was on Wednesday after the storm. The Canadian Search and Rescue made it here and they stayed for months. They've come back to visit and were honored royally by the residents of this parish.
There is this one man I remember. We were down at home gutting the house. I guess i was in shock still. Remember only bits and pieces of life since then. I just stared and said yeah alot. But this man, Ronald, was his name. He was with a Baptist Church out of Alabama. They were in the parking lot with their truck feeding hot meals to anyone who was hungry. We ended up there cause that was where the first aid station was. My dad slit his arm open and needed stitches. When he came out of the tent we walked over to the big white truck. Ronald. He fed us. He sat on the tailgate of the truck with us and talked about his grandchildren and his wife. He had a great sense of humor. Before we left to go do some more gutting at the house. Ronald asked us if we would pray with him. We honored his wish. I stood there and watched three grown men cry along with me. Becuase someone was there and someone cared.
Okie, if there is a vcr tape of the show here. I can copy and send to you too.
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So often we dwell on the things that seem impossible rather than on the things that are possible. So often we are depressed by what remains to be done and forget to be thankful for all that has been done.--Marian Wright Edelman
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