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Posted on 4/19/15 at 8:43 pm to xxKylexx
It was like the zombie apocalypse, and inspired me to write my first story.
Love Prevails: A zombie Nightmare
I'm totally serious.
Love Prevails: A zombie Nightmare
I'm totally serious.
Posted on 4/19/15 at 8:43 pm to Serraneaux
Some jackass in my MBA class was telling sob stories about Katrina a few years later and I asked him where he lived. He said Shreveport and I wanted to punch him in the face. I wasn't living in NOLA but had grown up there my whole life until I went to college and have a lot of family and friends In the area.
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Posted on 4/19/15 at 9:21 pm to Spankum
I had about 30 guys just displaced with no communications I just had to wait to hear from them to get them paid. I have one paycheck in my desk drawer that has never been claimed. I just keep it as a reminder. I mailed checks to New York, Texas, Ohio and hand delivered many. Met one guy in Paris, Texas-he drove from some little town way up in Kansas and I met him in a truck stop to get him paid. A few came back but most are gone.
Being from BR I was lucky, I lost a NO office but that was about it. I was given passes by JPSO, LSP and Orleans Parish to get back in to evaluate and I was allowed in on September 5 and that began what was about a year of 18-20 hour days with a daily commute from BR. Anyone else that did that-and there were many, knows what that drive was like. I bought a full set of rims and tires for my truck as a spare because there was no one to repair a tire for months. Floor jack, four way just stayed in the bed and I've never changed so many tires in my life. I'd come home and just drop them off at Plantation Tire, no matter what hour and when they opened the next day just repaired or replaced and left them out and mailed a monthly bill. Wife went and picked up Nextel radios so we could communicate because it was the only thing that worked. Interior of my truck had a whole wardrobe, towels, first aid kit, guns, tools etc...I had whatever I needed because if I didn't I wasn't going to find it there. Swing through the National Guard line every few days and they would toss a case or two of MRE's, bottled water and a couple bags of ice. When Burger King on West Esplanade in Kenner opened it was the first and people went nuts and would wait two hours for a Whopper-which was all they served. whopper, fries, coke. No Dr Pepper, no fish or chicken. whopper fries and coke.
The destruction, the bodies, the water, the smell, the twisted, leafless St Charles oak trees, the Isreali Security firm with Uzzis and Mac10's guarding Audabon Place, Blackwater Security (of Iraqi civilian killing fame) guarding the W on Canal Street walking me in, one in front, one in back, through a sanitation shower at the vestibule, the generators being flown in, the helicopters, god the helicopters like gnats, the warehouses burning in the East and on the Industrial Canal with of course no one to put them out, the train cars at Downman Road just tossed into the swamp, Jazzland under water, the school bus under the barge in the Ninth Ward, the houses floated and set down in the middle of blocks, the dogs and cats, then the dogs and cats gone and the raccoons and opposums and snakes having free run into and out of houses, the red Nissan on a street in Elmwood with a hundred bullet holes, doors open and blood everywhere that sat there for weeks, each and every vehicles gas cap open because it had been siphoned, the X on doors, the aluminum cast of Roden's "The Thinker" sitting in the middle of the road deep in the Ninth Ward (which now sits on a shelf at my home-yet shows someone in that god forsaken place had some sense of art history and culture-and I know that's not the right way to say that), the IHOP opening on I guess Manhattan on the Westbank and you thought Warren LaRuth was back in town, the menhaden boat across Hwy 23 in Buras, the Christiana Brothers truck upside down on the levee there, the shrimp boats on top of one another a mile in the marsh, Venice Marina looked like a snow globe and my boat was long gone.
God damn I just started and couldn't stop. Haven't thought about a lot of that in a long time.
Being from BR I was lucky, I lost a NO office but that was about it. I was given passes by JPSO, LSP and Orleans Parish to get back in to evaluate and I was allowed in on September 5 and that began what was about a year of 18-20 hour days with a daily commute from BR. Anyone else that did that-and there were many, knows what that drive was like. I bought a full set of rims and tires for my truck as a spare because there was no one to repair a tire for months. Floor jack, four way just stayed in the bed and I've never changed so many tires in my life. I'd come home and just drop them off at Plantation Tire, no matter what hour and when they opened the next day just repaired or replaced and left them out and mailed a monthly bill. Wife went and picked up Nextel radios so we could communicate because it was the only thing that worked. Interior of my truck had a whole wardrobe, towels, first aid kit, guns, tools etc...I had whatever I needed because if I didn't I wasn't going to find it there. Swing through the National Guard line every few days and they would toss a case or two of MRE's, bottled water and a couple bags of ice. When Burger King on West Esplanade in Kenner opened it was the first and people went nuts and would wait two hours for a Whopper-which was all they served. whopper, fries, coke. No Dr Pepper, no fish or chicken. whopper fries and coke.
The destruction, the bodies, the water, the smell, the twisted, leafless St Charles oak trees, the Isreali Security firm with Uzzis and Mac10's guarding Audabon Place, Blackwater Security (of Iraqi civilian killing fame) guarding the W on Canal Street walking me in, one in front, one in back, through a sanitation shower at the vestibule, the generators being flown in, the helicopters, god the helicopters like gnats, the warehouses burning in the East and on the Industrial Canal with of course no one to put them out, the train cars at Downman Road just tossed into the swamp, Jazzland under water, the school bus under the barge in the Ninth Ward, the houses floated and set down in the middle of blocks, the dogs and cats, then the dogs and cats gone and the raccoons and opposums and snakes having free run into and out of houses, the red Nissan on a street in Elmwood with a hundred bullet holes, doors open and blood everywhere that sat there for weeks, each and every vehicles gas cap open because it had been siphoned, the X on doors, the aluminum cast of Roden's "The Thinker" sitting in the middle of the road deep in the Ninth Ward (which now sits on a shelf at my home-yet shows someone in that god forsaken place had some sense of art history and culture-and I know that's not the right way to say that), the IHOP opening on I guess Manhattan on the Westbank and you thought Warren LaRuth was back in town, the menhaden boat across Hwy 23 in Buras, the Christiana Brothers truck upside down on the levee there, the shrimp boats on top of one another a mile in the marsh, Venice Marina looked like a snow globe and my boat was long gone.
God damn I just started and couldn't stop. Haven't thought about a lot of that in a long time.
Posted on 4/19/15 at 9:22 pm to Spankum
Luckily for me, I had moved to Hammond from the Lakefront just a few months prior to Katrina. I worked in Lakeway, which is at the foot of the causeway - the glass high rises. My wife at the time was working at Touro and was essential personnel. I was going to ride it out in Hammond with my two young children, but after prisoner #3383592, I mean Mayor Nagin told people to get the hell out, I called my wife and told her f that job get out of there. (she was administration) We left 8/28 early afternoon headed north. The only hotel I could find with vacancies was in Little Rock. We were in Contra flow to some where around Jackson. It took 12 hours to get there, normally takes 5-6. Traffic at one point was so flipping slow, I pulled over to let my son piss and when I got back on the interstate I got back in the same spot in line. My mother and sister and her family stayed together in Hammond at my moms house. She had a tree branch come through her roof. We left 8/29 after the brunt of the storm. I brought my wife and kids to family in Lafayette and I drove back to Hammond because with shoddy cell service I wasn't sure what condition the rest of my family was in. From O'neal on, there was zero power. Trees were down like matchsticks. I had to walk 2-3 miles to get home because of all the downed trees. We were w/o power for 3 weeks. Had a hell of a time finding gas for the genny, but luckily I had two boats at the time and both were pretty full which helped to sustain us.
Professionally: obviously we were forced to relocate. The company I was working for was a large national group which was extremely fortunate for us. We had a few hundred employees in Metairie and they were dispersed to Atl, Boone, Tampa, Tuscon, denver, etc. If you were on autodeposit you never missed a check, but because it took a couple weeks to set up the relocation paper checks were a couple weeks behind. It took 4 or 5 months to get back to Metarie to work, but I commuted back and forth every week to atl and never missed a check.
A couple of points:
I cut my fair share of drywall for in-laws, friends, etc.
The vast amount of refers sitting curbside for what seemed like forever...and the smell, damn.
The f'ing blood sucking low life scum who took advantage of the red cross, fema, etc hand outs when they really didn't need it. For example: a empolyee of mine literally bought an older Lexus SC with all the money he made off of the charity. I fired him.
My home at the time was near the Hammond Airport. The c130's and the blackhawks flying in at night with all the power out on the ground was a pretty awesome spectacle.
All of the FEMA trailers.
Armed soldiers in Wal-mart in Hammond when it finally opened
On the way out of walmart in Zachary a couple days after the storm watching people literally siphoning gas out of cars in the parking lot while the folks were shopping.
Also watched a full blown brawl at a gas station in bum frick egypt
Professionally: obviously we were forced to relocate. The company I was working for was a large national group which was extremely fortunate for us. We had a few hundred employees in Metairie and they were dispersed to Atl, Boone, Tampa, Tuscon, denver, etc. If you were on autodeposit you never missed a check, but because it took a couple weeks to set up the relocation paper checks were a couple weeks behind. It took 4 or 5 months to get back to Metarie to work, but I commuted back and forth every week to atl and never missed a check.
A couple of points:
I cut my fair share of drywall for in-laws, friends, etc.
The vast amount of refers sitting curbside for what seemed like forever...and the smell, damn.
The f'ing blood sucking low life scum who took advantage of the red cross, fema, etc hand outs when they really didn't need it. For example: a empolyee of mine literally bought an older Lexus SC with all the money he made off of the charity. I fired him.
My home at the time was near the Hammond Airport. The c130's and the blackhawks flying in at night with all the power out on the ground was a pretty awesome spectacle.
All of the FEMA trailers.
Armed soldiers in Wal-mart in Hammond when it finally opened
On the way out of walmart in Zachary a couple days after the storm watching people literally siphoning gas out of cars in the parking lot while the folks were shopping.
Also watched a full blown brawl at a gas station in bum frick egypt
Posted on 4/19/15 at 9:28 pm to Martini
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Posted on 4/19/15 at 9:37 pm to gingerkittie
Dr. Pou is an awesome doctor!!
Posted on 4/19/15 at 9:43 pm to gingerkittie
There is plenty online to read about that. Fink claims 40 something died but neglects to say about a dozen had died before the storm and just had not been removed from the morgue prior. She discounts the for profit LifeCare and Tenets bureaucrats not helping for various reasons. It was nothing more that a lot of here say and a lot of what she attributes is to dead people so can't be verified.
Posted on 4/19/15 at 9:51 pm to Martini
I think those doctors, nurses , etc. did an amazing job with they had to put up with. Horrible situation
Posted on 4/19/15 at 9:54 pm to Dr. Huxtable
Is it pronounced Poo or Pow?
Posted on 4/19/15 at 9:55 pm to baybeefeetz
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Posted on 4/19/15 at 9:56 pm to Sparkplug#1
It was by far the worst part of my life. We could not get all my grandparents out in time so we decided to stay. My parents and I were going to ride it out off of Hayne Blvd. When it became a Cat 5 and did not look like it was going to change course, my mom begged me to leave them there and get out bc "if it was their time to go, she didn't want to look across the room and know I was dying with them."
I lost communication with my parents for over 20 days. It was the worst 3 weeks of my life, followed by the clean up and restarting of my life.
As bad as things were, and they were fn awful, it could have been much much worse. If the storm doesn't change tracks and skirt the coast and then hit MS there would have been the same type of damage in Jefferson Parish as Orleans and St Bernard/Plaquemines. With that type of damage in all of metro New Orleans I do not think the area would have recovered.
I lost communication with my parents for over 20 days. It was the worst 3 weeks of my life, followed by the clean up and restarting of my life.
As bad as things were, and they were fn awful, it could have been much much worse. If the storm doesn't change tracks and skirt the coast and then hit MS there would have been the same type of damage in Jefferson Parish as Orleans and St Bernard/Plaquemines. With that type of damage in all of metro New Orleans I do not think the area would have recovered.
Posted on 4/19/15 at 10:00 pm to xxKylexx
It was awesome, I got to camp out inside my house and I got a shite load of MREs. I like the spaghetti ones the most and I would kill for another dairyshake powder even if it has salmonella or whatever their issue was.
Posted on 4/19/15 at 10:00 pm to Martini
I know someone/a company who hired a security firm to get some stuff out of the CBD and to Dallas at all costs. I know how expensive it was, and it's shocking. The guy who led them said they didn't stop to smell the roses
Posted on 4/19/15 at 10:05 pm to Hammertime
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I know someone/a company who hired a security firm to get some stuff out of the CBD and to Dallas at all costs. I know how expensive it was, and it's shocking. The guy who led them said they didn't stop to smell the roses
Same here. The money at The Fairgrounds. Churchill Downs paid a bundle to get that which means they had a bigger bundle onsite.
Posted on 4/19/15 at 10:09 pm to Martini
The Beau Rivage (and I'm sure other casinos as well) had a ton of chips I believe go into the streets. They worked around that issue though
Posted on 4/19/15 at 10:12 pm to Martini
This was on Poydras. He told me they got in, got what they needed, and gtfo. He never went into detail about it though, and I'm assuming it was a good idea not to
Posted on 4/19/15 at 10:16 pm to Martini
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Posted on 4/19/15 at 10:21 pm to Ba Ba Boooey
If you didn't experience direct effects firsthand, it's hard to understand not just the direct effects (property loss/life) but the consequential effects on the lives of people. I'm sure there were 1000s of elderly people who eventually died of the stress in dealing with relocating, etc. Countless more had their families destroyed through stress induced divorce, job loss, more. 1000s in Jefferson Parish had their lives altered bc of Aaron Broussard and his lone decision to remove pump operators.
Personally, Katrina ramped up the end stages of Alzheimer's for my grandpa and made my grandmother's dementia fierce. Their house had an oak tree inside of it off West Esplanade.
Personally, Katrina ramped up the end stages of Alzheimer's for my grandpa and made my grandmother's dementia fierce. Their house had an oak tree inside of it off West Esplanade.
Posted on 4/19/15 at 10:22 pm to gingerkittie
I was real estate agent in the Baton Rouge area. We were very unprepared to deal with the emotions of desperate devastated people looking for housing. The crying and the stories were emotionally scarring.
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