Katrina Part IIHere are some random pictures of New Orleans. You see these signs all over the place. People are advertising to gut out your house. You can also see a huge tree falling over. 
There is stuff spray painted on all the houses. I forget what it all meant but it had the date that the house was checked and if there were any dead people or dead animals inside.
You can see some FEMA trailers down the street. There weren't very many trailers compared to the number of houses.
Many of the houses had notices on the door. It was mostly general info in case the owners returned.
This was a house that had the windows partially knocked out so I stuck my camera in the window. We were there four months later and most of the houses weren't even touched.
This used to be a garage before it collapsed on itself. We took the roof apart and everything that was inside it to the street.
Here is the garage in a big pile in front of the house.
Notice the two refrigerators that are taped up. It only took one time of opening up a fridge for everyone to understand that it's not a good idea to do that. Let's just say four month old milk and seafood isn't the greatest of smells!
They had to gut out the church like everyone else.
We had a lot of prayer those few days!
Break time! You could hardly breath in the homes from the mildew and mold so getting some fresh air was always welcome.
Here is a video of the kitchen and living room of a house we worked on. All the furniture was trashed and all over the place. You can see the water line on the wall.
This is after we gutted the house and took out all the drywall and cabinets. I walk through the same kitchen and living room They still had their car in the garage when the flood came.
Finally, a spooky walk down the street of an abandoned neighborhood.
People would go to the church and sign up to have their homes gutted. It was a pretty humbling experience going into the homes of these people. You walk/break into these homes and take all of their personal belongings and throw it in a big trash pile in the front yard by the street. You basically take their life and throw it away. Chairs, tables, TV's, blankets, plates, spices, wedding pictures, photo albums, birthday cards all gone. Everything that makes a house a home is tossed away. I haven't reached the point in my life where I have a lot of stuff and I'm not sure I ever want to get there. I guess the longer you have stuff, the more important stuff becomes, and the less likely you are to get rid of your stuff. Walking through these neighborhoods really amazed me how much stuff people had. Through this whole experience of throwing people's lives away I kept remembering the saying "Home is where the heart is" and then I would add "not where your stuff is". These people lost a lot of things but at least they still had their family. It's a lot easier to replace the family photo album than it is to replace the family. |