Just What is it Like to Live in New Orleans?

Notes from Nan
BY HF Contributing Writer, Nan Parat

First of all, I want to wonder aloud about the phenomenon of people in such a tiny and remote section of the country keeping as close a watch on a hurricane 1500 miles away in the Gulf of Mexico and reporting the latest coordinates as regularly as if they were packing up to evacuate themselves! I was truly touched by how closely people watched Gustav and worried about its effect on the old homestead! (Incidentally, for those who were afraid to ask, I sold my old homestead there in March so that I didn’t have a direct financial line to disaster—just a heartfelt one.) To all the people who asked as to the whereabouts of Tracy and Donnie C. and their family, they had evacuated to the east coast of Florida—now kind of in the path of Hurricane Hannah—but I imagine they’ll head back to the safety of spared New Orleans today or so.

I have to say (and I could certainly write whole pages on this) that it is a lot harder to watch a hurricane head to New Orleans from safe and remote New England than from the eye of the projected cone. When you’re there, you know what you’re going to do. When you’re all the way up here you feel far more helpless.

Thank you to all who worried, tracked, asked and cared so much over the last few days! And I imagine that with this, you may recognize more how it came to be that so many stayed for Katrina. You do this with every hurricane that comes your way, boarding up, evacuating, spending lots of time, money and worry on gas and lodging when you could have just stayed home; you do this for years and years and finally you think, “I ain’t doing this again!” So you stay home and the beast quits crying wolf, blows your house down and eats you!

Thank you again for your caring and vigilance! Let’s do this every week until December first (the end of hurricane season.) and you’ll be made an honorary Gulf-Coaster!

On to Dinner!

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