It has been 2 years since Hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans and Mississippi. My mom was living in Biloxi at that time. I remember her saying that she was going to ride out the storm. I threatened to come down and ride it out with her. Like I figured, she decided that she would come to me. LOL She drove up the day before the hurricane hit. We watched the coverage for days. It was sad and scary. Mom was concerned about her residents (she managed an apartment complex) and her stuff. She couldn't get in touch with anyone. She decided to go home later that week to check on everything. She was lucky. Her apartment had minimal damage even when the whole complex was pretty much destroyed. She didn't even have a busted window. The huge oak tree outside her apartment split in two. One side falling in front of her door and the other falling to the side of the apartment. Not touching the building at all. She had to get my brother there with a chainsaw before she could get in her door though. It was crazy.
We talked her into moving away from there since there was no family for her. I took a few days off from work and drove down to help her pack and move. I had been to Biloxi just a few weeks before the storm. It was like driving into a war zone on this trip. I saw huge oak trees splintered and broken. I saw cars on their roofs. I saw boats in trees. There was no electricity at all and it was hot as hell! The apartment complex was horrible. The top apartments had no roofs. Just about every single window in the whole complex was out. Some of the residents rode it out while others left for higher ground. Many were still unaccounted for with no one able to get in touch with them or not knowing how. I helped clean up around the complex and I helped my mom pack her stuff. I have to send out heartfelt thanks to the American Red Cross. Every evening they brought around hot meals for everyone. For our other meals we ate those nasty military meals (I forget what they are called. LOL) With no electricity there was no way to cook food. We did go get pizza one night. The Pizza Hut down the street had electricity, but as you can imagine it was a limited menu and they were not delivering. The Red Cross also distributed clothing, toiletries, and other necessities to the residents. They really were life savers for those in need after Katrina.
I wasn't able to tour much of Biloxi that week, but the things I did see were crazy. Everything that had been on the beach a few weeks before was gone. The huge floating casinos were picked up and moved across the street. Trees were down everywhere. There was debris everywhere. I think the craziest thing I saw was right across the street from my mom's apartment complex. There was this little house that looked like it had no damage whatsoever. There was even a "For Sale" sign in the yard. How those powerful winds didn't pick it up (especially when it was picking up cars and boats) and blow it all the way to Tennessee I'll never understand. LOL
I am grateful that my mom was safe and she didn't lose everything. I do, however, feel for those who were not so lucky. Most of them are still struggling two years later. We need to keep them in our thoughts and prayers.
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Paige that is such a touching story. I'm so glad your mother made it through ok. It still makes my heart sink when I think about those who were not so lucky. Now whenever I hear of a hurricane, I am glued to the tv like crazy.
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