Im trying to come up with an summary of the past three weeks, but words fail me.
I’ll try though.
If you were to take a tour of the city, only paying attention to the physical state of the city, depression would come easily.
The buildings and whole neighborhoods that need to be razed is unparalleled.
But, as the two historic fires in the French Quarter have shown us, it is the people that make the city.
And let me tell you, the people have been great.
Yes, I am partially referring to the relief workers/volunteers/military, but more than that.
I’m really talking about the residents who are slowly filtering back in.
Everyone, regardless of the state of their homes, are glad to be back.
I have given and recieved hugs from people I merely recognize, bought drinks for friends and strangers, and just reveled in the high spirits.
I have trouble staying in my apartment, because I just want to be back amongst my people where it just feels so right.
We’re not broken; just limping, happy to be walking.
Understand, I am in no way condemning those that won’t/can’t yet return. I’m just saying you are missing out.
New Orleans:
Proud to Call It/Crawl/Float/Swim Just be Home.
fyi – Abita Restoration Ale is really tasty. It’s available in the northshore grocery stores. Haven’t seen it in a bar yet. :(