I heard numerous stories of how people escaped from their houses or climbed into their attics, frantically trying to get out of the rapidly rising water. One person told me of a friend who couldn’t get their mother into the attic with them, losing her to the swirling water in their home.
Another relayed the story of their single-parent son having to wade and swim across the street from his house with his three daughters aged 16, 12 and 11. The water was waste deep in the front of his house with waves four feet high in the back. And, he lives ¾ of a mile from the beach!
A next door couple was not so lucky. Both perished in the storm surge of Hurricane Katrina.
Many lives were lost in this catastrophe. I was in awe of what I saw this week.
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