re: Craziest/Shadiest/Scariest thing you saw in Katrina Aftermath

Legit CSB:

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State of the Union 2018 and World Championship In January 2018, Cajun Navy 2016 Founder and CEO, Jon Bridgers received a personal invitation from President Trump to attend the 2018 State of the Union Address. During the State of the Union Address, President Trump publicly thanked the Cajun Navy organization for their heroic rescue efforts during Hurricane Harvey.[12]

Cajun Navy 2016 was invited back to the White House by President Trump, in March 2018, to help the Houston Astros celebrate their World Championship. The men who attended this event were all volunteers who contributed their time and personal resources during the Hurricane Harvey floods.

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Twice in a year to the White House. Cajun Navy

My father was part of 200+ USCG air rescues after Katrina.

He has pure gold for stories during/after Katrina.

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sorry, I meant no in the way that people say Chris Kyle was on the Superdome cracking skulls

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No prob.

So tell them! That’s what this thread is about

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One of my dad's good friends cooked 300 lbs of crawfish on his own dime to bring to refugees staying at the Yambilee Building in Opelousas. He got there and walked in, told some of the refugees he had some free food for them but needed help unloading. The response was "F you. Now it's your turn to be our n-bomb."

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300 lbs of crawfish in August?

The whole charity story is fascinating in and of itself

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I think we had this thread not too long ago and someone said that blackwater and other contracting companies were sent down here to recover people and high value assets.

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Blackwater was security at the W on Poydras, which is owned by Starwood Resorts whom I do a lot of work for. They had a generator truck on the side street, laundry service, frozen and refrigerated trucks for food, working elevator (a couple), an on-site nurse and doctor and as many amenities as you can imagine-when all other was dark.

I handed over my weapon at the door and walked through a sanitary shower before meeting with the Starwood disaster recovery team, which had just finished a renovation somewhere in the carribean due to a fire. In a dark city of chaos those people had there shite together.

I also do work for Hilton and went down the street to Riverside which was completely looted and deserted. I talked to a black security guard who was from somewhere like Tennessee and had been hired as temp help and he was petrified. They dropped him off with a case of bottled water and 48 hours later he was still there. He told me at night he was sleeping behind stacks of banquet chairs in a ballroom while the looters came through.

As I walked through the covered road with the parking garage next to it a guy in a car was waving at me when a stench hit me and my knees buckled. He got out-an undercover or off duty cop and said I was trying to warn you about that dead body. He was waiting on someone to come pick it up.

That was just an afternoon about 5 days after the storm. I have a hundred stories.

One thing I remember was the old cars people had in garages. Old restored cars all over. Weird.

We were relatively safe up in Baton Rouge. As soon as we heard about the PMAC being used for evacuees we drove over from my house.
A friend and I stood for an hour or so watching helicopters land side-by-side on the track and infield at Bernie Moore, non stop. Various models and size swooping in, unloading, and taking off. It was a mix of emotions from being proud like "frick Yeaaaa. They're saving everyone."
To a more morbid realization of how few people were getting to the PMAC amid the news reports how many thousands were stranded dying in the city just an hour down the river.
Then a weird useless helplessness came over us and we went home to our families(we had 6 in-laws in my house in Highland Creek).
I would do it again in a heartbeat unlike ornery ole Fishfighter's mean arse.

Here's two random pics of what we stood by and watched from the track that day. Surreal but obviously nothing compared to folks down in the real shite.

I wouldn’t say scary, but about 5 days post storm I was in mandeville at my uncles. Waiting to get back to Kenner. At dusk we witnessed about 75 nypd cars go across the causeway with lights on. Pretty cool.

You may have hauled my cousin out. He rode out the storm in his home near the bayou and Esplanade before realizing on Thursday it was time to leave. He waded to the railroad tracks by Delgado and was then ferried to the staging area by boaters. He said the folks providing security were not messing around.