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Emily, Wanda, Rita, and me. Original team members
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Gulfport Navy Seabee Base - our temp. home

Emilio, me, and Rebecca- original team members
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Our team became "closer than family"

Family living after the hurricane
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Lost house, car, business, everything gone.

Remains of restored and collectible Corvette.
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Downtown Bay St. Louis church
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They fed me when I was hungry.

Ways to count your blessings
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From Sept 20 onward for a few weeks
Volunteering with the American Red Cross
      ...And Now I have Returned!

Downtown Bay St Louis
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Even the roads are wiped out.

Yet another stranded/landed boat.
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Our Sleeping area 700+ people in one room--co-ed!!
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On Navy Seabee base- Gulfport / Biloxi coast
As far as the eye can see....
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Everything is trashed!
Chet, Becky, others from original team!
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MRE's, water, heading out to Waveland.
Houses, like tumbleweed, were all over the place.
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Rebecca "Becky" and me. Always a smile!
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Outdoor dining area--Closed for a bit....
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*EVERY dining area is outdoors!!! (Roof shortage)
Just never know what you're going to see...
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Pass Christian School bus.
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Bay St. Louis
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US Navy SeaBees bulldozed streets clean
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Feb 2006-Still have mountains of trash to remove.
Along Route 90---torn up!!! Typical.
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No Burgers this trip!
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Quickly we learn to expect the unexpected!!
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Never did get comfortable with it, though.
Bridge across Bay---Gone!!
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Road to the bridge---Gone!!!

I felt exactly the way I look here.
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Everything is destroyed. Peoples spirit lives strong!

American flag declaring someone's home land.
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The flag and the property are sacred. No touch!

Me with Waveland Mayor Tommy Longo
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Wall of water was this high.
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A downtown gift shop.
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Emilio and me.
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Me and my brother!
Huge sign fell on tractor-trailer truck.
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No places were safe from Katrina or Rita.
Where?  GROUND ZERO---Where the eye of the Hurricane struck Mississippi:   Waveland /  Bay St. Louis--very near to Biloxi, Picayune, Slidell (Louisiana), Pass Christian. Also New Orleans.  Nobody can go through the experience of helping with the recovery from this level of disaster without coming away from it changed in some way.  Everyone is affected.  The victims themselves and the volunteers.  It is shocking to see most of these sights.
The Sav-A-Center shown below was where my workplace was...in the curved white tent. 
It was a fity-four foot high wall of water that hit the first time.  A tidal-wave by any other name.  A tsunami, if it happened elsewhere.    People were caught by surprise.  It always had been a safe place in past hurricanes.   In two hours, Waveland went from a town of 8,000 to a town with more than 5,000 homeless. Same thing with Bay St Louis, only in larger homeless numbers.
 
While we were working here, across the street a Medi-Vac hospital was set up in the other parking lot, so we had a constant in and out of helicopter traffic. 
 
 Cell phones didnt work, no food, no gas, no ATM's, no water, no ice, no pay or other phones, no electricity, no traffic lights.  Virginia State Troopers, National Guard, and Border Patrol agents provided protection for us,  They also did a terrific job with crowd control.
 
This was just like an occupation by military forces.  Uniforms everywhere. Jeeps patrolled and  roadblocks were set up where there was a break in the razor or concertina wire barricades.  Gunshots in the night from guards shooting packs of dogs that had gone wild and were hungry added to the feeling of being in a war zone.
 
I never knew what happened to the donations given to the Red Cross. 
Until now. 
We helped! 
The money helped. 
 It bought the food, water, clothing, baby formula, ice, and funded the immediate distribution of hand-written checks given out.  Our group gave out about a million dollars a day.   
Living with all this chaos was incredibly stressful. Like a Mad Max movie that never ends.  Some volunteers had to leave.  The local folks from here cannot leave--they live here.  Blank stares of disbelief...glassy, glossy eyes.  I feel a little guilty because I CAN go home...I still have all my "stuff".  I really appreciate with new eyes and different mind how lucky I am to have my life waiting for me at the other end of a plane trip.
Wow! I look all around me everyday and wonder if maybe this isnt beyond even the healing reach of Prayer.
 
Red Cross gave out flu and tetanus and hepatitus injections--free.   Absolutely amazing, the extent and scope of the outreach effort.  Red Cross worked with many church and other groups in a generously cooperative manner with all kinds of assistance.  I am so proud to have served in this way.  

Victims were rescued from the roof.
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This was all under 20+ feet of water.