God's Katrina Kitchen
A group of 44 students traveled on a chartered bus south for 14 hours through Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, Alabama and onto the Mississippi coastline. The things that I found of most interest were; the annihilation by Katrina; a preacher who would tell us each night that he believed "we are truly in our final days, the end is near"; the amount of trucks traveling American roads at any one time; feeding quarters into Galaca in a backroom of a Kentuckian gas station; getting out of the bus in Alabama and thanking the good Lord that the earth's atmosphere is still able to rise above freezing; Butler students lauging at my bloody pants; looking out at the ocean and noting that the land I was standing on is quite obviously below sea level; listening to a gentleman who was telling me that late Saturday afternoon he was looking out at the ocean, listening to the updates on the approaching storm on his radio and sensing that the wall of pitch blackness that was rising vertically from the horizon was a pretty good indication that this was his last chance to leave; starring at a great moonrise in Tennessee while listening to Where Eagles Have Been and meeting a girl named Shad! One of the least devastating sites pictured above - 6.54am, mild and muggy, couple of mile inland
The only thing remaning at the resort next door to us. It was not the winds that created so much damage, but the rising of the ocean which produced a 40 foot wall of water
A lot has been cleared, yet they say it will take 10 years to rebuild
1300 people are still unaccounted for in the region. They either left and never returned... or never left
A house and its foundation. Looking through the window of the house I saw photos stuck to the fridge, a big screen tv and an unidentified dead anaimal. Many people had to go on a further hunt from their property to find their house - one up to 6 miles
Some folk had a problem with looters. One house had a sign spray painted on it, "Looters will be injurned, then tortured". I did find in the top draw of one chest set that I was about to throw out for rubbish collection, about forty dollars including a large number of one-dollar and half-dollar coins. We donated it
Derek, Dan, Andrew, myself, Adam and Zack out the front of our room, Humble. (approx 9' by 15')
God's Katrina Kitchen drew volunteers from all over the country. Most groups are affiliated with a church. I'm here with a youth group from "Monticello, Lawrence County" the girls would tell me in their great southern accents
Back in Indy just after midnight. My 100th and final photo with Jackie. We slide togeher (moonwalk sideways)
4 Comments:
Fasinating!
Hey Josh, You know you only did all that good deed stuff to secure your pass into the afterlife. Good work Dude. Stuff.
Hey man. What's going on. It's clint, one of the guys you met from monticello. Love the website. It really has a Josh persona going on. Write me an email or something sometime. jacksonclint15@hotmial.com
Peace...
Nice idea with this site its better than most of the rubbish I come across.
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