Archive for September, 2005


Friday, September 30th, 2005

Against all odds, we recovered the following items:


Friday, September 30th, 2005

It hit a low of 44ºF here in Bloomington yesterday. The high? 67º. Yes, it gets that cold in New Orleans. Colder even. For a few days. In January. Not at the end of September. This is why I don’t think I can move back to the Midwest.

Pix from NOLA

Thursday, September 29th, 2005

I’ve posted a bunch of pictures from the trip Michael and I made to New Orleans a few days ago. I’ve put ‘em all in this set. Mostly I took pictures of my home and possessions, for insurance purposes, but I did take a few pix of more general interest around town. I didn’t take […]


Thursday, September 29th, 2005

Holy — Mayor Nagin announced that the whole city of New Orleans, except for the Lower 9, will be open by Wednesday, October 5! That’s just a few days away. My neighborhood still won’t have potable water or electricity or any basic services — but at least I wouldn’t have to sneak in to get […]

Me and My Stuff

Wednesday, September 28th, 2005

Michael took a great picture of me standing next to all the soggy, nasty junk we pulled out of the flooded lower floor of my house.

NOLA Status by ZIP

Wednesday, September 28th, 2005

There’s a new report on from the City of New Orleans, breaking down the status of sections of the city by ZIP code. My neighborhood’s in 70119. Here’s the rundown: Sewer: East Bank sewer system is inoperative Water: Water for fire protection only — not potable Electricity: Assessment 75% complete Gas: Assessment 100% complete […]

Unfinished Business

Tuesday, September 27th, 2005

As we head north on I-55, I’m thinking of all the stuff I still need to do with my house in New Orleans: Need to clean out the back room downstairs, which we called the craft room. It’s a terrible mess. We had to break the door just to get in. I didn’t have the […]

Cleaning Up

Monday, September 26th, 2005

We got back into Mid-City again today and spent the morning cleaning up my house. Michael doesn’t want to clean up his house before the adjuster gets a look at it. First we hauled stuff out to the curb — a sodden, smelly, moldy, gross mess. Then we hosed the tile floor down. Then I […]


Sunday, September 25th, 2005

Almost forgot — Today is the twelfth anniversary of my marriage to Xy. Happy Silk, baby!

Bone Tired

Sunday, September 25th, 2005

I am exhausted — mentally, emotionally, physically. Michael and I got to our homes. We took pictures and tried to assess the damage and retrieved some belongings. We rescued Oot, Michael’s daughter’s sugar glider. All before noon. Then we drove around the city and checked things out. We took pictures of friends’ houses: MaPó, PJ, […]


Sunday, September 25th, 2005

I am in Mid-City as I write this. We took the Crescent City Connection from Algiers about 7:30 this morning. We got across the river without challenge and made it to the Claiborne Ave East exit. There was a blockade that would have prevented us from going any further on the highway, but once we […]


Saturday, September 24th, 2005

We made it into Orleans Parish without any challenge by the authorities. We are now comfortably ensconced at Howie’s house in Algiers. We delivered our van-full of supplies to Malik’s place, which is serving as a community supply and distribution center, and we delivered our medical supplies to the Common Ground medical clinic. Then we […]

Rising Water

Friday, September 23rd, 2005

We decided to go further than Jackson MS. We have taken refuge in Mandeville LA, at the home of Xavier prof Jonathan Rotondo-McCord. Mandeville is on the north shore of Lake Pontchartrain. Outside the water is slowly rising, spreading through the streets of this subdivision and into yards and homes. We don’t expect it will […]


Friday, September 23rd, 2005

Michael and I left Bloomington just before 6AM. Got a press pass from WFHB and a video camera from CATS and a van packed to the roof with relief supplies. We’ll probably only get as far as Jackson, MS tonight but we’ll play it by ear. Here’s hoping Rita doesn’t dump too much rain on […]


Tuesday, September 20th, 2005

The Mid-City neighborhood in New Orleans remains offically closed, but people are getting in every day and posting reports and pictures to blogs and message boards. I read all this sitting here 800 miles away. So I’m heading back to New Orleans later this week with Michael. We hope to be able to sneak to […]


Monday, September 19th, 2005

I miss my neighbors. Most of them I knew on a first-name basis only: Richard and Crystal and Donika and Willanita and Danielle and Geraldine and Bob and Charlie and Dan and Craig… I don’t know their last names or have any idea how to get in touch. Will I ever see them again? I […]


Sunday, September 18th, 2005

Just read an article gives me hope that maybe our home is salvageable. Figures liberally quoted in the national press would suggest that much of the city will have to be rebuilt. This is not the case. Having worked as an architect in New Orleans for over 30 years, I know that the vast majority […]

News from the West Bank

Sunday, September 18th, 2005

A friend and co-worker sent this via e-mail. Hope she doesn’t mind me posting it here. I journeyed into Algiers this weekend to work on my home and visit the area. As I’m sure you are aware, some areas of the city are opening up this week. Astoundingly, the Westbank and Algiers is bustling. As […]

Good for the Soul

Sunday, September 18th, 2005

About a week before Katrina hit, I turned on WWOZ and heard some super heavy jazz organ. I thought it was pretty cool, and paid special attention to the DJ when he announced it was Robert Walter. The Friday before Katrina hit, the entertainment section of the Times-Picayune revealed that Robert Walter had recently moved […]

Funeral for a Friend

Saturday, September 17th, 2005

Johnny McKay died a couple of weeks ago. He was 32. I didn’t know him that well, but we had some mutual friends, and Xy & I crashed on a futon at his house on the west side of Bloomington, once upon a time. We just went to his memorial service. It was pretty cool. […]