Gosh, August was a pretty good month up to the last week. That stuff at the end was enough to turn it into a wash out, by and large.
Our 504 self-phones work for outgoing calls, but we can't get any in. I asked Verizon if there was anything they could do-- maybe give me an additional local number here in Florida that people could call in? They said nothing could be done until the area code 504 station was back up. I think I'll demand 50% off my bill, as I'm only getting 50% of phone service. One small thing.
My home in old Carrollton is in the highest 10% of the Metro area, and like most 19th century homes here is built elevated off the ground, so as the city seems to be narrowly escaping complete flooding, my neighborhood should be pretty good for water damage. Of course with wind dammage and human factors, I have no damn idea what to expect, so I'll just have to be pleased if eventually I find I have anything at all.
I have no idea when I can come back to start rebuilding. I hope I'll be able to do that. We'll see.
Maybe have to start over somewhere else.
Hollie suggested Hawaii.
Other than second guessing a couple of minor items, the one thing I would have done differently in evacuating is I would have loaded the original art on the walls into my car.
I have a number of friends who know their houses are submerged. I have friends who last I heard were still electing to stay, and I can only hope are alive and well.
Oh, "August & Katrina" is the title of a German dialect vaudeville routine that found its way to record.
I wonder if I'll see my 78 record collection again.
A couple days before the storm, I got a 1920 penny in the change from the bubble tea place up the street from my home. I left it on one of my interior window sills.
Among the New Orleans ephemera here from my wallet pocket are a card for a free bubble tea from there.
Nice to dream I might get to use that some day.
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