Tonight was the one year anniversary of Katrina.
Thank you to everyone who has helped me.
My gratitude and appreciation are immeasurable.
Here are some pictures I snapped the first time I entered the city of New Orleans after Katrina struck (actually "sneaked in" under the guise of being an insurance claims adjuster). It certainly is a pretty day, but it did not prepare me for what I was going to see. I was so shocked I failed to take a lot of pictures.

It's probably hard to see here, but the black building in the middle has brown spots towards the top. Those brown spots are plywood boards covering up broken windows.


This is the first time I saw my house.
Notice the "X" spraypainted on the plywood.
They checked my house on Sept 12th.....14 days/two weeks after Katrina struck to make sure no one was still there.
The higher flood lines are hard to see. But you can certainly see the lower flood lines as the water slowly was drained from the city. Most of us call it the bath tub ring around New Orleans.
The house doesn't look too bad from the outside. What I didn't know was how bad it was going to smell when I pried those boards off and opened the door for the first time. Yuck!
My house was well boarded up and sealed. Ripe for lotsa mold!

I could not figure out for a few moments why this picture of my house looked so weird after posting. Then it dawned on me....the blank concrete spaces on each side of my steps--all my pots with my pretty flowers are gone!