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A FEMA boat took about 11 people, those with the most health problems, yesterday around 3

or 4 pm and said it would come back.  The man who needed dialysis was on that boat,

but she's not sure about who the others were.  When the FEMA boat didn't come back later

that night, the rest of the residents made a plan to head out the next morning.



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Sunday, September 4, 2005

Missing Persons

chiquita simms here i want to work with heidi in atlanta. i dont know who else is working with her. ia m also working with terry to publish data from atlanta to texas... chiquita simms

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My name is Ruby Johnson, I cannot find my niece Lillie McGuire Antoine, she just brought a house in the 2500 block of N. Dorgenois in New Orleans and she was employed with University Hospital. Her cell number is 504-722-2531. I have been calling that number but we're unable to get through. I made it safe to Fort Worth Tx. Please call 817-346-4719 if you have any info. on the where abouts of Lillie McGuire Antoine. Please help me find Lillie she's more to me than a niece, we were raised as sisters.

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This is Jalene Mack. My maiden name is Stuckey. I am looking for my stepfather Percy Devine. He is about 82 years old and was last located at the VA Hospital in New Orleans. Have not been able to located him or contact him since the day before the storm I believe. If someone knows about him please call me at 281-788-9494 or my mom Carolyn Devine at 832-754-4001.

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I am the daughter of the late Charlie Bering who was a producer at the Jazz and Heritage Festival of the Night Concerts Dept. for 20 years. He and my mother Lula Lowe Lewis owned Lu and Charlies on Rampart Street in New Orleans during the 70's - Kent and Kidd Jordan and countless others played there. My father owned Charlie B's a nightclub on Convention Center Boulevard in the early 90's. I am safe in Florida with my mother but am unable to find my boyfriend Alfred Clayton, Jr., his mother Doris Clayton and his sister Thomasina Clayton. When I last spoke to them on Wednesday water was beginning to rise in their home at 2111 Amelia Street which is near Louisiana Avenue. Can you please post this to your website? I can be reached at 850 434-2397

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I'm looking for my brothers and sister Michael Johnson - from N.O. East - Virginia Keys & Family from Denver, Co - Call jean

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my name is Claire Carew and I have been trying to locate Dr. Hal Weaver who I visited in New Orleans sometime back. Please write.Claire Toronto Canada

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Dear Brothers and Sisters in Helping Professions,

I know you are all busy with many tasks in the aftermath of Katrina...and the National Association of Black Social Workers may already be dealing with this issue.  I don't know.  However, please seriously consider my request:

Prior to December 15, 2005 write to your congressmen to urgently request introduction/support of new federal legislation and policy change that will

pay with federal dollars for the continuing mental health treatment of POST-TRAUMATIC STRESS SYNDROME and DEPRESSION and related illnesses ( as well as continuing education) for children, adolescents and young people 25 years of age and under victimized by Katrina 2005. 

Soldiers returning from zones of trauma have access to mental health benefits and continuing education through the Veterans Administration. Our children and young people deserve no less!

I thank each of you for reading this email and passing it on to your friends, families and associates. Sincerely, Jeannette Drake, LCSW,

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I am a Pastor from New Orleans who is currently in North Dallas. A small group of us have formed a transition coalition for those persons who will be living in the North Dallas/ Plano area for whatever amount of time. We have clothing being sent in, a job search team going and temporary housing opportunities. Please have the persons call me at 504-442-1578 or 972-442-7015. Pastor Joe Connelly, United Methodist Church Rev. Dr. Joe D. Connelly

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Rudy,  Thank you for keeping up with and keeping on top of vital information. Sincerely, Dorothy

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Story of Surviving Katrina

Here's the story of how my mom survived Hurricane Katrina this week. My sister-in-law and I saw my mom on WFAA Channel 8's news getting off a bus in Mesquite, Texas. My friend Sabra and I rushed there to get her. Sabra was also looking for her father-in-law who was separated from his wife. His wife ended up in Houston, Texas. We were told to go to the Dallas Convention Center to get her. My mom never showed. I even volunteered all night with hopes of seeing her at some point. I started at 6:30 p.m. last night, and ended at 8:30 a.m. today. Today we learned the elderly were separated from the regular population.

Early this morning my brother, sister-in-law, and sister were looking for her in  shelters in Fort Worth, Texas, and San Antonio, Texas. I continued searching for my mom as every bus came in Dallas. It was tiring, the stench started to rub off on my clothes, but I just couldn't give up. The evacuees were in need and I thought I could help them to get medical attention as they came in.

Yesterday I noticed the busses had written numbers on the windshield. The first number I recalled seeing had 60 on it. The last one I saw at 8:30 a.m. had 90 on it. The busses were moved in and out as quickly as possible. I'm afraid there won't be much room left at the Dallas Convention Center. My husband Donald had to ask someone to give up an inflatable mattress to an elderly woman.

I'm glad to report my mom's on her way to Dallas via Greyhound bus. She should arrive after 6 p.m.

Sabra's father-in-law arrived this morning at the Convention Center too. Thanks for all of your thoughts and prayers. Janice F. Moore


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I finally made contact with my mother and 2 cousins.  Thanks to a stranger they were able to use his cell phone and call.  They were in the New Orleans Airport and  awaiting departure to San Antonio, Texas.  They seem to be hopeful and in fairly good spirits. 

I would like to share their story of what occurred in their retirement community after the hurricane. Dee Thompson

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Hi all,

I just got off the phone with Monique, who is in San Antonio.  She is a fabulously strong and humorous person--I wish you all could have heard her stories.  I will try to give you some of the highlights:

First of all, names:  There were 170 people in the building, but she doesn't remember a lot of their names.  She would know their faces, though, as they got to know each other quite well.  The people she could name, who went to the Langley Air Force Base in San Antonio with her to be "processed" were:  Mary Grace Lemew, Brenda who has a son in North Carolina, Jim Talbert who is trying to get to Jacksonville, Kristin who is in her 60s and a retired school teacher, grandma Kehoe, and a 96 year old mother who had lived in San Francisco before.

She says she believes everyone got out of the building.  There was one man, Peter, who was 95 and was refusing to go because this was his home and he had nowhere else to go, but the manager said she was going to try to make him leave (but that was after Monique left).  She does not believe that anyone died in the building, as they did go around and knock on all the doors at a certain point and did start working together.  (More on that later.)  

A FEMA boat took about 11 people, those with the most health problems, yesterday around 3 or 4 pm and said it would come back.  The man who needed dialysis was on that boat, but she's not sure about who the others were.  When the FEMA boat didn't come back later that night, the rest of the residents made a plan to head out the next morning.  Around 10am today the rest of them left and headed to City Park.  Those who were too frail to walk, like one 88 year old woman who left with them, were driven to the park in the manager's van.  There were 2 double amputees with them.  

Little by little they were picked up by helicopters and taken to the New Orleans airport which was "like a third world country."  "The despair in the airport was worse than it had been in our building."  No order at all.  They would call for people to get in lines and people would just rush in, there was no way to know who had been waiting for 4 days and who had just gotten there.  She was lucky to get on a flight to San Antonio and arrived there at 5:45pm today

So those are the basics.  Hopefully everyone really is out, and we'll hear more soon!

Now some details:

The original hurricane didn't blow out any windows, but did take off screens and damage the roof, so the 7th floor folks had water leaking through their ceiling.  At some point they all started working together and she said everyone was great.  They held regular meetings, they took turns with the flash lights.  Each floor had a captain, so that if any of the residents were too frail to get information or food, the captain was responsible for getting it to them.  

Jerry, who ran the restaurant, opened it up and got everyone food.  He said, "I don't have enough food to give everyone 3 hot meals a day, but everyone is going to get at least 1 meal a day."  Vonzel, the manager, really "stepped up to the plate" and helped take care of everyone and make sure things got done.  (We really need to get in touch with her and thank her some day!!)  Unfortunately the whole building pretty much ran out of food and water yesterday, which is partly why they decided to walk out today.

And there was a lot of bad news.  There were dead bodies in the water outside.  (Our families are going to have some serious post-traumatic stress disorder--we need to get everyone into counseling!)  There was one body that had been caught between the fence and trees outside for 3 days and "you could smell it from the 5th floor."  There were snakes and rats in the flooded water outside and were starting to come in.  The water was up to the 2nd level of the local police station. 

They felt like their own little island.  Someone who had walked from Orleans Avenue came by and told them, "If you walk to the New Orleans post station you'll get picked up."  She thinks yesterday 500 people were still waiting there.  They were slowly being taken to the interstate.  She thought about leaving but it was too scary to walk in the water because of snakes, rats, dead bodies, and the fact that you couldn't tell the depth--she's short and was afraid she'd take a step and just fall in over her head. 

They could hear the helicopters over their heads but no one ever stopped.  It really seemed you had to be stranded outside of a building to get any attention.  They started waving sheets outside of windows to get attention, and one helicopter captain looked her in the eye and gave her the thumbs up but had to keep going.  Today was the first day they really broke down and cried.

But they had some fun, too.  In order to get the attention of the helicopters, Monique got white sheets and made signs for the roof:  "170 people inside" and "Don't land here--roof unstable" and "Need food, water, phone...and a good man if he's available" !! (:  And they spent hours planning the hurricane reunion party--who would make the martinis, who would cook what, etc.

It was an incredible story, and we talked for nearly an hour, before she even took a shower!!  She is an amazing woman, and I'm sure she was a great source of strength and comic relief for our family members.  Hopefully we'll all meet her in person someday, at that big hurricane party...

I've been away from e-mail now for too long, so I'd better get back to it... Michele

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Remembrances of Liberia, Africa

Hi Rudy,

I am caught up right now, but I want to let you know that your grief is my grief, and I need to visit ChickenBones tonight to find out how I can contribute my little penny to the relief work. The tragedy in New Orleans and Mississippi brings back fresh memories of the civil war in my country, Liberia. The images of dead bodies all over the city, helpless mothers who cannot feed their children, elderly being wheeled around or left on the side of the road to die, people abandoned in their own country continue to live with me, and to see them revived in America is beyond me. Blessings and peace to you always, and please send me information. Patricia

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Patricia, peace and blessings, nice to hear from you. I can imagine the stress these scenes might evoke. Aristide implied as much in regard to his countrymen: "The grieving faces that we see so resemble the grieving faces of Haitians—who have faced similar waters that swept away lives and engulfed tiny boats overloaded with people fleeing the political repression following the coup d’etat/kidnapping of February 29, 2004." and a Kenyan newspaper said as much: Ambrose Murunga in Kenya's Daily Nation

My first reaction when television images of the survivors of Hurricane Katrina in New Orleans came through the channels was that the producers must be showing the wrong clip. The images, and even the disproportionately high number of visibly impoverished blacks among the refugees, could easily have been a re-enactment of a scene from the pigeonholed African continent. I recommend as far as donations that you Check out Rootsblog  for list of black relief organizations. As ever and always, Rudy

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Sunday, September 04, 2005
So how do we prepare for what might be coming next? America right now seems to have it's hem caught in the door of history. She keeps pulling and things might just get worst. For example, between now and 2010 or 2015, how will we respond to a major earthquake in California? We know it's coming just like another storm. . . . Will we simply blame another president?

When do we "really" begin to change our energy policy?

Might it be necessary to begin moving large numbers of our population away from coastal areas?

If you told someone the Towers would be gone back in 1991 who would have believed you? Now maybe New Orleans is gone too. What's next another Great Chicago fire?

We might have to reinvent America. What happens if we discover our federal government can't take care of us? Do we look for new political structures? So it's two years from now and folks from New Orleans are still living in temporary shelters in Houston. What if folks want the "refugees" to leave? What if Houston residents object to the federal policies that are affecting their communities? Will the Lone Star state attempt go it alone again? We need to think outside the box. Our landscape is changing.

Somewhere, a young child in New Orleans might begin to start praying to a different God. Tell the folks in the Homeland Security Office this one. The child is sweating, it's 90 degrees, he has no water and someone appears out of nowhere and says. . . ."As Salaam Alaikum." Maybe it's a guy with a dirty beard and warm eyes...and maybe he was selling incense and oils just before the storm. But now he is helping people in need. Rumors spread about a man who saved the elderly and pulled women from the waters. He had a long robe and he spoke a strange language...

Well just think of Master Fard going door to door in Detroit selling silks or that Minister once known as Sweet Lou taking a ride in a space ship over Mexico. These are strange times - just ask anyone who has been living in the Dome the last few days. This ain't a baseball or football you're watching. E. Ethelbert Miller

I heard back from folks that Mona Lisa Saloy is OK. She is in Baton Rouge. Here is her email address:

So much to do in the world and the world keeps changing. This is what life is all about. How much do we value life over material things? How important are the basics in life? I think about people everytime I drink a bottle of water. How precious is this stuff? How much do we waste everyday? How important is family? Someone to call during an emergency. Friendships are never the same after a crisis. Some survive and others never return to the level above sea level. How much do we really care about our fellow human beings? Do we count our blessings because we Have while others have not? It's Sunday and we pray to Jesus, but what about the rest of the week? How many of us what to get back to normal conditions? And what if you were poor before the storm? Is normal being poor again?

How many people will profit from this? They will fill their tanks with the misery of others and get extra mileage from it. So you're a witness to what happened but you have no report on the tragic but you celebrate that you have the comfort of a roof above your head; or maybe you simply have the skills where you can walk into a new job and place. But so many others will be looking for a grocery cart to put what little they have in. A four wheel home. One of the major problems in the world today is the refugee problem. That's why it's so important that Americans not be listed under this label. To be a refugee is to become invisible. It means your lifeline is maintained not by a government but by charities and religious people who understand fundamental Christianity. To be a Christian means you must wash the feet of others. Humility is the tablecloth of faith. E. Ethelbert Miller
It's Sunday morning. 7AM and my son invites me to the basketball court. This is our farewell. He's grown. Our cat Rebbe follows us for about a block. I tease my son about how just a few years ago I was shouting at him not to play ball in the street, now I'm yelling at Rebbe to get back on the sidewalk. The nearby playground is empty.

I haven't been on a basketball court in months. I watch my son hitting jumper after jumper. It's automatic. "I'm ready, for college." he grins. I take a few shots and my son shakes his head. "How, did I ever let you beat me?" he laughs. It feels good being out with the sun coming up and my son leaving home.

Afterwards we walk to the supermarket to buy a few things. We talk with neighbors who are surprise to see the two of out together. My son drives now - so why walk?
I like these moments when it's just the two of us walking down the street and I think of my own father, and I can count the number of times we did this, and still the number is less than the fingers I have, and maybe I keep subtracting instead of adding. I don't know.

I do know that in a few days it will be 9/11 again. Look for someone to give free baseball tickets to people from New Orleans and Mississippi. It's a media moment.

A camera will focus on a young child who maybe never went to a baseball game and he will be eating a hotdog and having a good time. And the V/O will say -priceless and this is why the game of baseball is so important. They won't remind folks that there are winners and losers. How many black people swinging at air and having no relief pitchers to help them.

Extra innings and it's 2005 in America. Who is pitching this shutout against our rights and full equality? I can see the television getting some Black singer to sing the national song the only way we know how. Yes, and the flag is still here and there. And this is all America. We are not refugees but citizens who demand that our country protect us the way we have protected them, and still do, war after war.

I read in the newspaper about the damage to the Jefferson Davis library in Mississippi. Hmmm.
No wonder there have been so many references to slavery the last few days. Is someone catching those Davis books in nets and reading them aloud? How much history will sink after all this is over? How much will float to the top bloated and misunderstood? Will the "old" South rise again?

If there is going to be a New-New Orleans look for black people to be reduced to historical signs- saying they once lived there. Investors might come in and restore the place so that only a certain "class" of folks can return. Are we going to provide "new" housing for low income folks? What about jobs?

Questions not too many people can answer right now, and in the words of Bob Dylan, "sometimes even the president of the United States, sometimes has to stand naked." E. Ethelbert Miller @

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In Greenback Planet, acclaimed historian H. W. Brands charts the dollar's astonishing rise to become the world's principal currency. Telling the story with the verve of a novelist, he recounts key episodes in U.S. monetary history, from the Civil War debate over fiat money (greenbacks) to the recent worldwide financial crisis. Brands explores the dollar's changing relations to gold and silver and to other currencies and cogently explains how America's economic might made the dollar the fundamental standard of value in world finance. He vividly describes the 1869 Black Friday attempt to corner the gold market, banker J. P. Morgan's bailout of the U.S. treasury, the creation of the Federal Reserve, and President Franklin Roosevelt's handling of the bank panic of 1933. Brands shows how lessons learned (and not learned) in the Great Depression have influenced subsequent U.S. monetary policy, and how the dollar's dominance helped transform economies in countries ranging from Germany and Japan after World War II to Russia and China today. He concludes with a sobering dissection of the 2008 world financial debacle, which exposed the power--and the enormous risks--of the dollar's worldwide reign.  The Economy

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