Just some happy news to report: My in-laws, sister-in-law and husband and their kids, and brother-in-law are back in town staying with us and a family friend. I am *so* glad they are not on the road, trying to make it back to south Mississippi right now! They were heading home to check their properties, family members and friends yesterday when they began to hear the newscasts about just how impassable the roads are and how devastated the cities and counties down there are. They spent the night in Durant, Miss., and came back up.
I’ll bet my husband is glad they’re back too — especially since it means I won’t be e-mailing or calling him about every half hour (like I did on Tuesday), sending him news stories about the latest horrific hurricane news and pestering him to try calling them on their cell phones again to persuade them to come back for a while. If they can put up with my filthy house (why couldn’t this have been one of the few really “clean” weeks at Chez Loopy?), I’m grateful to have them here and safe.
I also heard from a dear old friend last night (hi, Sherman!) and for just a second or two my blood ran cold when I waited to hear whether he was passing along good news or tragedy. I was delighted to hear that another dear old friend, Bill, is safe with his sons and his parents and other family members — away from where his house *used* to be, just two blocks off the beach. It was also a relief to hear that my first ex-husband (still a buddy of Bill and Sherm) is also safe with his children and hopes to find some or all of his home still standing when he returns to the Coast. I hope home is still there for them.
As enormous of a tragedy as it is to lose a home and all of a lifetime’s possessions, the real treasures for Southern families — actually, families everywhere — are the treasures that walked and swam and drove away in safety.
I’m still appalled by the looters. People stealing baby food and water and diapers and toilet paper … well, I can understand the need. People stealing two-foot-high stacks of Snicker bar boxes? Designer sneakers? AK-47s? (??!!) Drugs? Jewelry and electronics? It’s anarchy. I’ve been told by a lifelong Gulf Coast resident that this opportunity is actually what some people stayed behind for — the five-finger discount opportunities that arise after the hurricane blows out of town. The mind boggles.
Instead, I’m trying to focus on the people who are doing something good — from the large to the small. Our company had a huge blood drive today, and so many came that they couldn’t use every volunteer. (Despite being a big queasy chicken when it comes to blood drives, I have my beige badge of courage still sticking in the crook of my arm after today’s donation.) Some people who live near the Gulf Coast but who escaped hurricane damage are volunteering the use of their homes so evacuees can shower or take refuge. Others are calling friends and relatives to get a laundry list of what they need, and they’re loading up their cars and heading down with sorely needed supplies.
There really *are* good people among the heart-breaking stories and the anarchy. Thank God. And if you are so inclined, please click here to be one of them; the American Red Cross is accepting donations. Here’s another site that lists links to multiple charitable agencies for people and pets suffering from the aftereffects of Hurrican Katrina.
Also — just to have a little knitting reference in this ol’ knitblog — I’m probably going to be way too busy scraping off the dusty or cluttered parts of my house surreptitiously over the next few days to do much, if any, knitting. (Hi, family, if you’re reading this! Just kidding — my house is always clean! Pretend to believe that, willya?) So postings will be slim or none for a while. But I’ll be back soon.
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