Because after all this, we’re still here. It is a morbid tendency, yes, but through it we honor our shared experience and cultural memory. We have a tendency to measure history in time between disasters. She tested the limits of what we could do for ourselves and for each other. This was a hurricane that left bodies in the streets. This wasn’t the beers-in-the-coolers-shingles-popping-off-the-roofs storms of the past. Katrina was paradigm-shifting because she reminded us what disaster really is and forever altered what it would be like to respond to disaster. Even when I could reach them, I wasn’t able to speak to my dad for nearly a six weeks because he was doing 60-80 hour a week unpaid work for FEMA. Memories of not being able to reach my parents, brother, and grandparents by phone. I can still call up those emotions quite easily. Although I now reside in dryest, land-lockiest Austin, Texas, I can still recall the anxiety and uncertainty I felt for my loved ones when Hurricane Katrina made landfall. My hometown is in southern Louisiana all my family and oldest friends still live there. This post comes from Jan, our second floor inventory manager and a Louisiana native.įor me, it’s hard to imagine that it’s been ten years since Hurricane Katrina battered the shores of Louisiana and nearby states.
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