Monument: Bienville, a founder of New Orleans.
The Mississippi River behind Riverwalk Mall.
Behind Café Du Monde.
Gone to get more boards.
A local business trying their best to keep sales coming before the storm.
One boarded-up window with a message.
Flipping channels and seeing the same image over and over.
Heavy vanity blocking the front-facing window.
Our unblocked window.
A suddenly dangerous-looking ceiling fan.
Through a side door, looking at the front gate.
Trying to catch a glimpse of the hurricane itself and even though I saw it, I
could not get a picture.
Barely able to see across the street.
Part of someone’s roof flying by.
More debris whipping past the hotel.
First picture from upstairs in the front room by the balcony.
A rare moment when you could see.
One last picture before heading back downstairs.
One split tree.
Esplanade.
The street was completely blocked.
Shingles everywhere.
Pieces of metal, shingles, garbage…
This street was a river.
Broken plants and pots on the balcony.
Right outside the doors of the Frenchmen.
I kept the beads at the edge of the puddle.
Smashed flower pots.
Everything was tossed around.
(That was also the location of the cast iron furniture.)
The Frenchmen pool, full of shingles.
A tree split and fell on the back side of the Mill.
Small car under a fence.
Jackson Square surrounded by downed trees.
A daiquiri bar on the corner of Decatur and Wilkinson.
Actor/Comedian Harry Anderson walks into my shot taking the same
pictures.
* * *
At this point in the story, my original camera batteries died.
The following pictures were taken with the disposable camera handed to me.
There is one picture *I did not take* that a friend found on the internet and sent to me. It is exactly what I saw.
I will label it as not mine, and credit the photographer when I find out who it is.
At this point in the story, my original camera batteries died.
The following pictures were taken with the disposable camera handed to me.
There is one picture *I did not take* that a friend found on the internet and sent to me. It is exactly what I saw.
I will label it as not mine, and credit the photographer when I find out who it is.
Up the street from where thousands were gathered.
One of many helicopters.
Man with a cooler full of ice.
Living on the street.
We could see the buses on the bridge. (In the book, there is a circle around the glimpse of the bridge in the middle of the photo.)
Waiting again.
The carrier passes by.
Harry Connick Jr. surrounded by bodyguards and a camera.
The helicopter lands in the parking lot.
**Not my photo** This is exactly what I saw, from this angle exactly. The person taking the photos could have been beside me. I will credit that person if I ever find out who it was.
A mirror image.
Arriving in Houston.
* * *
March 2011
In 2011, we returned to New Orleans. I shared the following on our website...
March 2011
In 2011, we returned to New Orleans. I shared the following on our website...
...above the clouds.
Art on the wall, and step out into the pool.
Art on the wall, and step out into the pool.
Common Ground Relief Headquarters.
Common Ground Relief Headquarters.
Thom showing us the garden.
Brad Pitt is building homes in the Lower Ninth. The Make it Right Foundation is: “Beyond building new homes for residents who lost everything in Hurricane Katrina, Make It Right is a unique laboratory for testing and implementing new construction techniques, technologies and materials that will make green, storm resistant homes affordable and broadly available to working families in communities across America.”
Tempting!
One of the best sandwiches you will ever eat!
The Mississippi
We walked out towards the Aquarium and we both had to catch our breath
as we exited and saw that walkway...
The side of the Aquarium building
Where we’d moved on that Thursday, out of the rain
Cars
Not boarded up
No carriers
Normal
Regular bridge, regular traffic
No people, no garbage
Where we first sat with luggage (Little Harry)
The dry landing at the Superdome
The Superdome parking lot entrance?
(The old Superdome parking lot entrance was gone.)
No trees, no waist-deep water, was this the same area?
La Mothe
A higher gate added at the end of the pink wall
This fence, fixed, intact, not on a small car
Where guests met to contemplate the coming storm, or try to sell fur coats (Frenchmen)
The rooftop patio (Frenchmen)
Jackson Square
Tourists, musicians, fortune tellers and homeless all on a beautiful day.
Very cool sign
Movie excitement
Everyone should see the Garden District.
The bar that seemed to be hosting the whole event.
G and Liam chatting in the sun. WITH hats on.
Buncha very white, Irish (or not) folks getting sunburns and drinking. All in
green.
* * *
After 20 years...
The last photos I have are of my Marvin the Martian notebook. I still have it, the yellow highlighter checking off the sections as I wrote them. My handwriting is far more atrocious now.
Thank you again, for coming on this journey with me. I hope the colour photos have added to the story for you.
After 20 years...
The last photos I have are of my Marvin the Martian notebook. I still have it, the yellow highlighter checking off the sections as I wrote them. My handwriting is far more atrocious now.
Thank you again, for coming on this journey with me. I hope the colour photos have added to the story for you.
