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November 6, 2008

they lived on flood street

photo posted from my iPhonetook a drive through the 9th ward, things were looking good. Some lots were completely bare, houses just demolished, but the piles of waste were gone, no cars in the trees, no rubble. Lesley and I asked the girls at the stop light where the dinner was they were advertising on the signs. “That house right on the corner. Go on inside, my momma’s there.” And so we pulled around and parked in front with a large canoe tied to the truck. A few women sat in the shade of the little porch. She brought us in and Gramma was inside at the kitchen table. I got the fried chicken Lesley got the ribs. “My daughter passed Halloween night, she didn’t have no insurance so we raisin’ money for the funeral.” I wanted to ask some questions but that sure wasn’t the right time.

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  1. i was there and it was awesome…thank Jon for stopping.we went into this house and I wanted to ask the same questions…there were two pictures in frames that looked like they may have been saved and restored from storm damage…they food was good,we didn’t really eat a lot of it.To all of you who happen to be friends with JON,..you are very lucky, blessed and probably a lot of fun… and Jon,thanks see ya soon..Nash. p.s. biggest gator ever !!sitting for a photo op…i’m the pussy who didn’t want to get too close and poke it..

    Comment by lessola — November 6, 2008 @ 10:29 pm

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