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		<title>By: b.rox &#187; Archive &#187; Somber Reflections</title>
		<link>http://b.rox.com/2007/01/04/horrible-tragedy/comment-page-1/#comment-512111</link>
		<dc:creator>b.rox &#187; Archive &#187; Somber Reflections</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2012 17:12:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] was five years ago today that I got the terrible news that Helen Hill had been murdered in her home. She will not be [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] was five years ago today that I got the terrible news that Helen Hill had been murdered in her home. She will not be [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Crime Stats Online &#124; New Orleans Metblogs</title>
		<link>http://b.rox.com/2007/01/04/horrible-tragedy/comment-page-1/#comment-243427</link>
		<dc:creator>Crime Stats Online &#124; New Orleans Metblogs</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Sep 2008 18:51:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] who happen to see the wrong thing, at the wrong time are still being killed in our streets, like Helen Hill. Crime cameras could help alleviate this senseless loss of life and help the NOPD get some solid [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] who happen to see the wrong thing, at the wrong time are still being killed in our streets, like Helen Hill. Crime cameras could help alleviate this senseless loss of life and help the NOPD get some solid [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Jill Humelstein</title>
		<link>http://b.rox.com/2007/01/04/horrible-tragedy/comment-page-1/#comment-89332</link>
		<dc:creator>Jill Humelstein</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 09:18:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s hard to collect my thoughts: I was so excited when I discovered your website via youtube--I&#039;m doing research on New Orleans post-Katina for a novel I&#039;m writing--and I saw you mention my favorite writer, Thomas Bernhard, and then I read of Helen and I was crushed. All in a minute.

So. My heart breaks for this woman I never knew. I will have to do something for her. I don&#039;t know what yet. I&#039;m still in the stage where I fell in love with her through the videos and I want her to be alive.

But you&#039;re doing a great job in documenting New Orleans. Please keep it up.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s hard to collect my thoughts: I was so excited when I discovered your website via youtube&#8211;I&#8217;m doing research on New Orleans post-Katina for a novel I&#8217;m writing&#8211;and I saw you mention my favorite writer, Thomas Bernhard, and then I read of Helen and I was crushed. All in a minute.</p>
<p>So. My heart breaks for this woman I never knew. I will have to do something for her. I don&#8217;t know what yet. I&#8217;m still in the stage where I fell in love with her through the videos and I want her to be alive.</p>
<p>But you&#8217;re doing a great job in documenting New Orleans. Please keep it up.</p>
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		<title>By: susanna fuller</title>
		<link>http://b.rox.com/2007/01/04/horrible-tragedy/comment-page-1/#comment-88822</link>
		<dc:creator>susanna fuller</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 22:37:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When Paul and Helen were handing out postcards with their new address in New Orleans, before they left Halifax, I said to them, &quot; you must find my brother down there,&quot; and gave them his address. Michael and Sarah became their good friends, and I know that Paul and Helen are part of what made New Orleans a magical place for them. Paul and Helen were some of the few people who would call someone simply based on a referral. I keep finding myself wondering why it is that the good things, sometimes the best things in the world are taken away. Helen was one of those best things. How I wish life were a chose your own adventure novel, and we could rewind a week or so, and start again. Whisper into Helen&#039;s ear, not to open the door. But we don&#039;t and we can&#039;t. Perhaps her goodness will help New Orleans turn a corner. While I am sad for the world and sad for all of Helen&#039;s friends, I am saddest for Paul and Francis Pop, with whom she found the truest love, most of us will never know. Helen was someone who made everything sparkle and seem good, even when all signs were to the contrary. I think this is what drew her to New Orleans, its brilliant colours, quirkyness, but underlying trouble and violence. In our own small ways, we must carry this on - the goodness, the fun and the ability to make things a little bit better.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When Paul and Helen were handing out postcards with their new address in New Orleans, before they left Halifax, I said to them, &#8221; you must find my brother down there,&#8221; and gave them his address. Michael and Sarah became their good friends, and I know that Paul and Helen are part of what made New Orleans a magical place for them. Paul and Helen were some of the few people who would call someone simply based on a referral. I keep finding myself wondering why it is that the good things, sometimes the best things in the world are taken away. Helen was one of those best things. How I wish life were a chose your own adventure novel, and we could rewind a week or so, and start again. Whisper into Helen&#8217;s ear, not to open the door. But we don&#8217;t and we can&#8217;t. Perhaps her goodness will help New Orleans turn a corner. While I am sad for the world and sad for all of Helen&#8217;s friends, I am saddest for Paul and Francis Pop, with whom she found the truest love, most of us will never know. Helen was someone who made everything sparkle and seem good, even when all signs were to the contrary. I think this is what drew her to New Orleans, its brilliant colours, quirkyness, but underlying trouble and violence. In our own small ways, we must carry this on &#8211; the goodness, the fun and the ability to make things a little bit better.</p>
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		<title>By: simon jackman&#8217;s blog &#187; NOLA</title>
		<link>http://b.rox.com/2007/01/04/horrible-tragedy/comment-page-1/#comment-88682</link>
		<dc:creator>simon jackman&#8217;s blog &#187; NOLA</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 03:52:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] I went to New Orleans last week for the annual meeting of the Southern Political Science Association. At the suggestion of former New Orleans resident Charles Barrilleaux (and inspired by sitting across from Harry Shearer on the plane ride to NOLA), I ventured away from the tourist-dense regions around the downtown hotels and the French quarter, although there are plenty of signs of loss and damage (and repair) still lingering there &#8212; but heading north and east out of the French quarter (roughly paralleling the river), you encounter neighborhoods (the start of the now internationally infamous 9th Ward) so thoroughly destroyed it is difficult to imagine them coming back (but people are trying). That near total devastation continues for block after block as you turn north towards the Lake out towards the University of New Orleans. Boarded up strip malls, churches, banks, gas stations, mud and dirt filling the car parks; parks and golf courses returning to their natural states; utility trucks doing the rounds, laying cable, just now getting services up; the fluorescent orange &#8220;TFW&#8221; (toxic flood water) spray-painted on house after house, still there 15 months later. The kicker is to hear about the murders there; like, how much more can a city take? Everyone should see it, and understand that it is far from over for so many people down there&#8230; [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] I went to New Orleans last week for the annual meeting of the Southern Political Science Association. At the suggestion of former New Orleans resident Charles Barrilleaux (and inspired by sitting across from Harry Shearer on the plane ride to NOLA), I ventured away from the tourist-dense regions around the downtown hotels and the French quarter, although there are plenty of signs of loss and damage (and repair) still lingering there &#8212; but heading north and east out of the French quarter (roughly paralleling the river), you encounter neighborhoods (the start of the now internationally infamous 9th Ward) so thoroughly destroyed it is difficult to imagine them coming back (but people are trying). That near total devastation continues for block after block as you turn north towards the Lake out towards the University of New Orleans. Boarded up strip malls, churches, banks, gas stations, mud and dirt filling the car parks; parks and golf courses returning to their natural states; utility trucks doing the rounds, laying cable, just now getting services up; the fluorescent orange &#8220;TFW&#8221; (toxic flood water) spray-painted on house after house, still there 15 months later. The kicker is to hear about the murders there; like, how much more can a city take? Everyone should see it, and understand that it is far from over for so many people down there&#8230; [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 05:04:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was drawn to this site after reading about this tragedy on msn.  I along with many others and the Holy Spirit am grieved by this evil spirited tragedy.  I have joined in prayer with all who loved this family for their divine healing and restoration.

I would implore all who read this story to not give up on God and cling to our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ for understanding during this time of sorrow.  For according to the word of God John 10:10, the thief does not come except to steal and to kill and to destroy.  This was definitely an act of satan and not God.  For God is love.  May you all find peace and comfort in Him.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was drawn to this site after reading about this tragedy on msn.  I along with many others and the Holy Spirit am grieved by this evil spirited tragedy.  I have joined in prayer with all who loved this family for their divine healing and restoration.</p>
<p>I would implore all who read this story to not give up on God and cling to our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ for understanding during this time of sorrow.  For according to the word of God John 10:10, the thief does not come except to steal and to kill and to destroy.  This was definitely an act of satan and not God.  For God is love.  May you all find peace and comfort in Him.</p>
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		<title>By: Joanna Dubinsky</title>
		<link>http://b.rox.com/2007/01/04/horrible-tragedy/comment-page-1/#comment-87819</link>
		<dc:creator>Joanna Dubinsky</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 21:46:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you, Bart, for writing this and giving a forum for all the people grieving around the world right now. Although I did not know Helen and Paul well, I am like the hundreds of people across the planet who felt incredibly fortunate just to cross their beautiful path (and I just got back from New Brunswick, CA., where I met people who knew them in Halifax).  I distinctly remember thinking that their homecoming this past summer was a great gift to the city.  Just knowing that they were returning to New Orleans gave me so much hope at a time when I had very little....I send my love, along with everyone on this blog and so many more, to Paul and Francis.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you, Bart, for writing this and giving a forum for all the people grieving around the world right now. Although I did not know Helen and Paul well, I am like the hundreds of people across the planet who felt incredibly fortunate just to cross their beautiful path (and I just got back from New Brunswick, CA., where I met people who knew them in Halifax).  I distinctly remember thinking that their homecoming this past summer was a great gift to the city.  Just knowing that they were returning to New Orleans gave me so much hope at a time when I had very little&#8230;.I send my love, along with everyone on this blog and so many more, to Paul and Francis.</p>
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		<title>By: a canadian friend</title>
		<link>http://b.rox.com/2007/01/04/horrible-tragedy/comment-page-1/#comment-87795</link>
		<dc:creator>a canadian friend</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 17:57:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>For me, this proves there is no God. Nothing can save us but each other. We must try.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For me, this proves there is no God. Nothing can save us but each other. We must try.</p>
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		<title>By: Humid City v2.3 &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Fear and Loathing in New Orleans</title>
		<link>http://b.rox.com/2007/01/04/horrible-tragedy/comment-page-1/#comment-87787</link>
		<dc:creator>Humid City v2.3 &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Fear and Loathing in New Orleans</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 16:29:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Editor B. weighs in as someone a lot closer to the couple than we were. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Editor B. weighs in as someone a lot closer to the couple than we were. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Sheila</title>
		<link>http://b.rox.com/2007/01/04/horrible-tragedy/comment-page-1/#comment-87782</link>
		<dc:creator>Sheila</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 15:45:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>An old, dear friend just called to tell me the news.  Paul and Helen were friends of mine in college.  I can&#039;t believe it, and the Times-Picayune story says so little.  

Over the years I lost touch with them but I always thought someday I&#039;d be in New Orleans and look them up, or cross paths with them at a friend&#039;s celebration.  And now Helen ... I can&#039;t even type the word.  When she was taking a poetry workshop she showed me some of her &quot;poims&quot; (hear the accent!), and I was surprised to find that I can still remember some of the lines.  I remember the first film of hers I saw, to a tune that Paul had written.  I can only pray that he is healing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>An old, dear friend just called to tell me the news.  Paul and Helen were friends of mine in college.  I can&#8217;t believe it, and the Times-Picayune story says so little.  </p>
<p>Over the years I lost touch with them but I always thought someday I&#8217;d be in New Orleans and look them up, or cross paths with them at a friend&#8217;s celebration.  And now Helen &#8230; I can&#8217;t even type the word.  When she was taking a poetry workshop she showed me some of her &#8220;poims&#8221; (hear the accent!), and I was surprised to find that I can still remember some of the lines.  I remember the first film of hers I saw, to a tune that Paul had written.  I can only pray that he is healing.</p>
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