November 4, 2009
By Joan Brunwasser
Welcome to OpEdNews, Ray. You’re the president of the board of Just the Right Attitude, (http://www.jtra.org/) the New Orleans food bank/soup kitchen (http://www.FoodBankNola.org) But right now, I’d like you to switch hats. There is still so much to be done to rebuild your fine city. As a reminder, I’m collecting and sharing Katrina stories. I understand that you have a humdinger. Can you tell our readers a bit about it.
“>Looking back four years ago to when Hurricane Katrina’s waters poured into New Orleans, I have this constant image of my first of many rescues. This first rescue was the worst. It was just hours after the flood waters began to rise when I heard the loud, repeated barking of a large dog at my front steps. My house at the time abutted the 17th Street canal – the canal that failed and flooded so much of New Orleans.
When I approached the door, I saw a large black dog barking profusely. I realized something was wrong. I grabbed two brooms and jumped in a commandeered small boat (pirogue) and paddled to my friend Web Deadman’s house. I knew the dog belonged to Web and that something must have been wrong.
When I got there, I realized Web was in bad shape – in the water and having a hard time breathing. I was able to pull him up on his lawn and out of the water but was unsuccessful in keeping him breathing. He passed away. All I could do was to go back to my house. I brought a sheet and wrapped his body in it after I propped him up on a pillow from his couch and wrote his name and my information on his arm for identification purposes. I sprinkled Web with holy water from my church and blessed salt and prayed for his soul.
Sadly, Web would remain on his front lawn for several days until I could get a body bag from Acadian Ambulance and place him in it and get the ambulance to take him to the makeshift morgue in St. Gabriel. It would take me over a week to make contact with Web’s relatives and let them know that my first rescue was a failure.
I had failed at saving my neighbor’s life. It is a horrible memory – one that appears in my mind often and especially when the anniversary of Katrina approaches. It made me so much more determined to never fail again while rescuing. I question myself often.
What could I have done differently to have saved Web? I beat myself up hard often and can only pray for his soul. I keep telling myself that I did everything I could, even though it was not enough. I will always remember that dark, eerie, quiet night, when Web’s dog was barking non-stop and will continue to question why. Why did he have to die? Why couldn’t I have saved him?
What a powerful and very personal story. You did your absolute best and it just wasn’t enough. But, what happened to your neighbor didn’t put an end to your attempts to rescue others. So you obviously didn’t climb into bed and pull the blankets over your head. What happened next? Was your own home underwater?
While I was saddened and depressed, it made me more determined to rescue as many people as I could. At daylight the next morning, I went to Ms. Dru, my 90+ year old neighbor and demanded she leave. She said she would stay. I had to tell her that Web had passed away and that I was insisting she leave. She finally agreed. I helped her in a boat that I was able to “borrow” and floated her out of the neighborhood on a route that wouldn’t allow her to see Web laid out on his front lawn.
“The boat didn’t have a plug in the drain so Ms. Dru had to bail the water out with a small bucket while I pulled her to a staging area. Then, I was able to get her on the back of a dump truck and on her long long journey to Lafayette. I was able to make contact with her niece and nephew in Oklahoma and they immediately started driving down to pick Ms. Dru up and bring her to their home, where Ms. Dru started volunteering, just like she did all her life in New Orleans. One of the best days of my life was seeing Ms. Dru coming down our street months later – she had returned! The neighborhood would never be the same without Ms. Dru
I continued rescuing every day in my neighborhood until I was certain that I had every neighbor out safely. I have one more very challenging rescue that still gives me chills. It was Wednesday after Katrina. I was at the bridge on Metairie Road over the 17th Street Canal when a thin, young woman walked up to me. She asked if I was in charge. I explained to her that no one was in charge.
“She then started crying and asked me to help her by rescuing her baby. She went on to tell me that her 28 day old son was left in her home on Hamilton Street in the Hollygrove area of New Orleans. She explained to me that she couldn’t swim and that she didn’t know what to do, as her mom didn’t even know she had a baby.
I was lucky enough to get a boat owner to take me on his airboat to the house. While he stayed on the boat, armed to protect it, I went through the now dark and flooded home to find the baby boy in a closet on a pillow, wearing only a diaper. He was not in the flood waters yet. I grabbed him and had to dunk him in the water to get him out of the house as the water was so high. I washed his face off with water from my water bottle and we rushed this tiny baby to an ambulance and with the grace of God, the baby was taken to a hospital in Baton Rouge. I was unable to find the mother of the baby for over four weeks.
“When I found her, she hugged me and we both sat there and cried and cried and cried. The baby boy made it, thanks to the help of the generous boat owner who risked his life to safe this baby boy. I say risked because the gunfire on Wednesday was horrible and his boat was a hot commodity. We were both determined to save the boy. Especially after losing my neighbor Web, I wanted to save this 28 day old boy!
We were blessed not to have had flood waters in our home. We did have a fire that burned our den down the month after Katrina when Entergy was working on the power lines and a surge blew out of electrical boxes and started a fire.
Wow. I’d forgotten all about the gunfire. I’m sure your exploits made you a neighborhood legend. Did most of these folks eventually return and rebuild?
“A lot of residents returned to the three streets that make up that neighborhood. Although several people (me included) have sold and moved for various reasons, it was and is the best neighborhood in the city! A very close knit group of caring, fun loving people. Katrina brought the neighborhood closer and more connected especially when my friend Gibbons Burke set up a neighborhood-exclusive Google group email service – one that allows only neighbors to communicate. That was key when people were spread out across the country all looking for information.
That group email later became a helpful tool when people attempted to find a repair man, contractor, baby sitter, or report suspicious activity. Today, thanks to Gibbons, that group email is used daily by the neighbors to communicate. That has also been a bond to bring people together – as communication is a key and Gibbons had the foresight to see that we needed it four years ago as well as today.
That’s a great idea. Someone should take it to the mayor or governor for the future emergency planning. Anything you’d like to add, Ray?
Not having to evacuate once this hurricane season was such a relief. I hope that we can get the flood protection we need to make New Orleans safe and never have another Katrina wreck our city and lives again. Thank you, Joan.
Amen to that.Many people were lucky indeed to have you as their neighbor during Katrina. Thanks for sharing your story, Ray. It was a great one to kick off this series.
Reposted by Ray Reggie as we approach the 2013 Hurricane season in New Orleans.
It should be noted that I just attended Ms. Dru’s 100th Birthday celebration! What a God send she is! We enjoyed the day talking about funny times and the day I forced her to evacuate after Katrina. She is blessed to have wonderful nieces and nephews, who, like me, love Ms. Dru very much!
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