Friday, August 25, 2006

Hurricane Katrina: The Drive: New Orleans Lower 9th Ward

Ironically, today is New Orleans's birthday. If you have fifteen minutes to pay tribute to the residents of the Lower Ninth Ward, watch this moving video. Let's help New Orleans Rebuild!

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Stories from New Orleans and Spike Lee's "When the Levees Broke: A Requiem in Four Acts"

I think when we look back on this many years from now, I'm confident that people are gonna see what happened in New Orleans as a defining moment in American history. Whether that's pro or con is yet to be determined. And that's one of the reasons why I wanted to do this film.

-Spike Lee



When my husband and I were ambling through the Satchmo Jazz Festival, we met a a very nice man from East New Orleans. We got talking and we asked him about his experience during Hurricane Katrina. He told us his story. He got his family out, but couldn't afford to get out himself. He was home and the storm was over. The sun was shining and suddenly he heard water outside. He looked out the front window and saw water coming, ran to the back to shut the door, and when he returned to the front of the house, he was standing chest high in water. When he tried to open the front door to get out, he couldn't because of the water pressure. This all happened in less than five minutes. Worried for his dog, he somehow managed to get his dog and a backpack to transport his dog as his house filled with water. Twenty five feet of water inundated his house.

He told us how the water knocked his friend's home off its foundation; the house turned sideways and the water rose thirty feet. This friend had to swim out of his house to a highway overhang where he used the guard rail to pull himself out of the water. He told us that some people couldn't swim. Others got so tired treading water that they gave up. He told us of a family he knew, and a wife who couldn't tread water anymore and told her husband, "Don't try to save me, just keep our child alive."

He told us how rescuers didn't take the information of children they saved to record where they brought them and how they transported family members to different locations, separating them. He said there are still 2,000 missing children. Later, on the news in our hotel room, my husband and I saw a child reunited with his family after almost a year.

The personal ads in the Times-Picayune search for missing persons. He told us how DNA tests don't work after a body has been decayed by water and how hundreds of bodies still lied unidentified in the morgue.

Finally, he said, "Somebody should really come and do a documentary of survivor stories. No one would ever believe what people went through. It's worse than anything you saw on tv." And so, I am thankful to Spike Lee for getting the story out there, for giving the people in New Orleans a chance to tell their story in their own words, so perhaps they can finally get the empathy, compassion, respect, admiration, and support they so deserve.

If you didn't catch Spike Lee's "When the Levees Broke: A Requiem in Four Parts" Monday night, you can still catch the final two parts Tuesday on HBO at 9p.m. EST. The documentary will be reaired in its entirety on August 29th at 9p.m. I highly recommend it. It will change you and the way you view our country.


Personals
""Anyone knowing the whereabouts of ANITA ANN FLEURY or MICHELLE NICOLE FLEURY, please contact Melissa A. Miley, Attorney at Law, 3211 Monterrey Drive, Baton Rouge, Louisiana 70814, (225) 926-9415''. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/18

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of DEMETRIA POINTS GADDIES or ADRIAN GADDIES, please contact: Atty. Lisa Matthews, at Stephenson, Matthews, Chavarri and Lambert, LLC., 2305 World Trade Center, #2 Canal St., NOLA 70130. 504-523-6496. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/20

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of Heidi Lee Molero Flores, please contact Attorney, Elaine Appleberry, (504) 362-7800 or 2245 Manhattan Blvd., Ste. 108, Harvey, Louisiana 70058. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/21

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of John S. Scott, please contact Andrew H. Wiebelt, II, Attorney 504-821-2669 Published in Times-Picayune on 08/18

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of Lisa Lentz. Please contact J. Wagner at 225-667-9268. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/20

Anyone knowing the where abouts of Marilyn Elizabeth Jones or Leonard Parker contact Warren Montgomery, Attorney at Law, 321 N. Vermont, Suite 210, Covington, LA 70433; 985-893-6585 Published in Times-Picayune on 08/20

ANYONE Knowing the whereabouts of Martha Elaine Werner, wife of/and Francis C. Immich, and/or Joanne Genzale, and/or their heirs, if they or any of them are dead, their surviving spouses, if any, and their heirs, if they are also dead, please notify Jeff Bratton, Attorney at Law, P.O. Box 323, Covington, Louisiana 70434. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/17

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of Mary Davis widow of Joseph Daigs, please contact Derrick Shepherd, Atty, 504-349-3535 Published in Times-Picayune on 08/18

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of MELISSA JAMES please contact: Cleveland R. Coon Attorney (225) 615-8001 Published in Times-Picayune on 08/21

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of Melvin Wilson, please contact Atty. Aaron F. Broussard, 3329 Florida Ave. Kenner, LA 70065. 504-469-6699 Published in Times-Picayune on 08/21


Anyone knowing the whereabouts of Mickey Malone, please contact Vivian V. Neumann, 730 Jefferson Street, Lafayette, Louisiana 70501 at (337) 237-1113. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/16

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of Mr. Ripoll Robert and Mrs. Mary Cost Robert and any heirs, please contact Kim Glass, Atty. (504) 883-8334 Published in Times-Picayune on 08/18

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of Peggy Thomas or anyone associated with PT-MS, Inc. please contact Candice L. Jenkins, Attorney at Law, 422 East Lockwood, Suite 102, Covington, Louisiana 70433 (985) 246-3998. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/20

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of RICHARD WARREN COOPER, please contact: William J. Scheffler, III, Atty-At-Law. 620 Adee Lane, Gretna, LA 70056. 504-433-8770. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/17

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of ROOSEVELT HARRIS, III, please contact: Atty. Bryan K. Jefferson, 228 St. Charles Ave., Suite 1110, NOLA 70130. 504-586-9395. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/21

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of the Heirs of JOSEPH LEE MILLER, please contact: William J. Scheffler, III, Atty-At-Law. 620 Adee Lane, Gretna, LA 70056. 504-433-8770. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/17

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of Thomas C. Dufrene, Jr. and Judy Robichaux Dufrene should contact Joel Levy, 7577 Westbank Expressway, Marrero, LA. 70072; (504) 340-2993. Published in Times-Picayune on 08/19

Anyone knowing the whereabouts of Tywana J. Wilson and/or Roger Burkette, please contact Andrew H. Wiebelt, II, Attorney 504-821-2669 Published in Times-Picayune on 08/18



Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Reflecting on New Orleans

I arrived in New Orleans on July 31st. The airport glistened, people smiled. Things seemed more in order than I had imagined. As I drove away from the airport, I saw a picture postcard. Bright sun and palmetto trees guided my path. “Beautiful,” I thought. Cruising route I-10 to Slidell, I slowly noticed the abandoned buildings, on and on, mile after mile: apartment complexes without people, windows without glass, strip malls without working businesses, parking lots without cars. Driving fast, you could mistake this for normalcy, but on closer inspection it was clear, Hurricane Katrina transformed these places into shells. It went on like this sporadically for over thirty miles. The Habitat volunteers on my site agreed, we had no idea how widespread the devastation was. It’s a year after Hurricane Katrina and so little had been done.

Slidell, to the contrary, was in better condition than I expected. Slidell is a suburb about thirty miles outside of New Orleans. Apparently only the southern part of Slidell by Lake Pontchartrain was hit hard. Where we stayed reminded me of Sunrise Highway on Long Island – a busy road lined with strip malls, gas stations, and chain restaurants. There was a Shonee’s, a Cracker Barrel, The Outback, and, of course the fast food hamburger joints. Not too many local restaurants, though. We were looking for some of that Cajun, Creole cooking and finally found Copeland’s of Louisiana, which was a Louisiana chain like TGI Fridays. It had good catfish and was the closest we could get to authentic Louisiana cuisine. They had just opened a month ago after being closed most of the year to renovate after Hurricane Katrina.

The convenient stores at the gas stations in Slidell sold a proportionally high amount of liquor and cigarettes. I couldn’t find yogurt or cheese or some of the usual things I buy in my 7-11 in New York. I searched three convenient stores before I finally found anything remotely nutritious for breakfast the next day. The gas station convenient stores showcased beer, wine, and all sorts of hard liquor. My friend said, “Wow, they’re really trying to push the liquor on these people. Sometimes I think they do that to keep people down.” We see a sign: “Drive thru – daiquiris.”





Slidell’s population has increased from about 35,000 last year to over 100,000 today at least according to our Habitat for Humanity hosts. I can’t imagine how the schools are coping with such a sudden increase in population. The East Tammany Habitat for Humanity’s goal is to build 100 houses by June 2007. Prior to Hurricane Katrina, they averaged two to three houses a year.

We, the Habitat volunteers, were housed in a Church facility together with Americorps volunteers. Americorps managed the Habitat projects together with a few permanent Habitat employees. It struck me as strange that government employees were being housed by a church. To me it raised some church-state issues even though I do support Habitat for Humanity’s valiant effort to build new homes for people in New Orleans and surrounding areas. “Americorps” is like a peace corps for the United States. Young 18-24 year olds get assigned community service projects throughout the country where there is high need. This group thought that they would be traveling the mid-west, but after Katrina hit they were all sent to the Gulf Coast. The group of Americorps kids was impressive -- mature, responsible. They knew their jobs and did them well. Two young women in their twenties were in charge of teaching 25 or so volunteers with little experience how to build frames for concrete foundations. They taught us a whole new vocabulary, as well as, new skills. Our frames needed to be “flush” and “plumb.” They taught us how to use a level, how to sledge a stake, how to hammer in “kickers.” They demonstrated great management techniques, motivating everybody, making sure everyone was included, correcting mistakes in a kindly manner, and encouraging good work. They were detail oriented and expected the job done right. If it wasn’t, it had to be done over. Another “Americorp” kid sawed all the wood for us. (I was grateful because the suburban princess does not use power tools ...yet!). These young people work five to six days a week, eight hours a day in the hot Louisiana sun. In addition to their work week, they are expected to do a certain number of volunteer hours. When we, Habitat volunteers, were celebrating the completion of our work week, we learned that our Americorp manager would have to spend her Saturday picking up garbage. For all this, each member of the Americorp brigade gets paid $150 a week. They get housed in the church dorm and get lunch daily. For breakfast and dinner, they are on their own. One kid wanted to leave the Gulf, “I can’t do anything fun here,” he said, “I go into New Orleans once and that’s half my paycheck.” I told them they need a union bad. Everyone laughed, but I was serious. One day I asked my Americorp manager, “Are you guys pretty much in charge of rebuilding New Orleans or are other government agencies doing stuff, too?” “I don’t know,” she said,”I only know what Americorp is doing. I think FEMA might be doing some building, but I’m not sure.”

Working together to align frame.

Starting on our third house.

We also hammered together the boards for the frame.


This corner took all morning to do.

This is what the frame looks like when complete.

Happy future home owners worked hard with us.


The trouble with working with an all volunteer staff is that they are often inexperienced and as soon as they learn the job they have to leave. Also, sometimes there are mistakes as one group takes over where the previous group left off. We had to redo two of our wall frames because of these types of errors. The Habitat people told us that it generally takes about fifteen weeks to build a house from beginning to end if you have enough volunteers. Not bad, at all, I thought, knowing that it took almost that for my husband and I to get our house painted. One fellow who lived in Atlanta and volunteered with the Atlanta Habitat for Humanity said that the Atlanta group has more money than volunteers so they sub-contract out a lot of the work. The East Tammany Habitat has volunteers, but no money. Fifteen weeks with volunteers and you have a house. Imagine how much faster it would be with professionals – with the Army Corps of Engineers or with work programs like the ones FDR created to get us out of The Depression. It’s been a year since Hurricane Katrina. Why has so little been done?

The French Quarter, because it is above sea level, is fine. It is beautiful and I was surprised, jaded traveler that I am, how much I feel in love with it. Spanish and French architecture, iron trim balconies, and gas lanterns decorate narrow streets. I became smothered by the sounds of zydeco, jazz, blues, rock and raptured by the Cajun and Creole spices. It is an aura unmatched anywhere in the United States.






My husband and I were lucky to catch the annual Satchmo Jazz Festival with live bands scattered throughout the French market area. The crowds were small, but intimate, bonded by their love of the New Orleans culture. Even in the rain, people stayed to dance and sing.






The festival resisted what many perceive to be an attack on or threat to the New Orleans culture. The anger at our government is evident. Signs hang from balconies, “Thanks to global volunteers. No thanks to federal government.” T-shirts in souvenir stands express anger at FEMA’s response: “FEMA: Fix Everything My Ass” is just one example. Signs for condos hang on almost every street throughout the French Quarter and some worry that high priced condos could lock locals out of their own housing market.








Yet, there is also of hope and determination that the culture of New Orleans will survive. “New Orleans Renaissance” banners flutter from lampposts throughout the Quarter. Other t-shirts emblazon inspirational sayings, “Rebuild New Orleans” and “Hope.” Restaurants and businesses with “Open” signs in their windows take on new meaning in New Orleans. Other signs announce, “We’re coming back!” The people in New Orleans are survivors and each in his or her own individual way is fighting for the survival of the home and culture that each knows and loves. A female singer at the jazz festival sings Aretha Franklin, “Think! Think about what you’re trying to do to me.” The drummer sings Marvin Gaye, “What’s going on? What’s been going on?” A jazz parade honoring Louie Armstrong plays, “Stand by Me.” One of the musicians in the parade, a member of the Dumaine “Street Gang,” tells me, “This is natural New Orleans. Katrina can’t stop nothin.’ ” These heroes need our support. They need more than smattering of good hearted volunteers.





Please watch the videos. They are amateurish, but will touch your heart.


What's going on?



Think about what you're trying to do to me.



Community sings "Stand by Me."



Stand by Me with awesome dancing.



Katrina can't stop nothin'