Does everyone have a Hurricane Katrina memory? Is it like hearing that JFK was shot (or so I was told since I wasn’t around for that)?
Maybe it’s just me because I was living in New Orleans when it happened. I am not from the New Orleans area, but I was proud to live there during my secondary education. When I think of that weekend, that time in my life, all I can do is sigh… it was rough. My story is not as sad or dramatic as most, more complicated than some, and unique to me. I will only say this: upon returning to the city on October 2nd, 2005, the streets and neighborhoods looked like a war-torn country. Empty buses covered in debris were parked in the middle of what used to be a busy boulevard, small fishing boats were stranded in front yards, and a smell of rot and decay was in the air. This is a scene that I will never forget.
“Let us not look back in anger, nor forward in fear, but around in awareness.”
- Hurricane Katrina Five Years Later: A View From Chicago (chicagoist.com)
- Obama hails spirit of New Orleans (bbc.co.uk)
- Hurricane Katrina Symbolic Burial Helps Louisianans Remember, Move On (huffingtonpost.com)
- A photographer’s perspective on New Orleans (cnn.com)