Orleans Flood Relief
Sunday, September 4, 2005
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
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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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looking for my brothers and sister Michael Johnson - from N.O.
East - Virginia Keys & Family from Denver, Co -
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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,
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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
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
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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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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School Websites with information for Students, Faculty ,
Check out UNO “Open Letter to Students, Faculty and Staff
” http://www.uno.edu/ will
have on-line classes by October and regular classes in the fall.
There web site is up with basic information And check out
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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
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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
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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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
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
E. Ethelbert Miller
I heard back from folks that Mona Lisa Saloy is OK. She is
in Baton Rouge. Here is her email address: firstname.lastname@example.org
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
compassion...you 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
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
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
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
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
Greenback Planet: How the Dollar Conquered
the World and Threatened Civilization as We Know It
By H. W. Brands
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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/Criminalizing a Race
Economist Glenn Loury
Debt: The First 5,000 Years
By David Graeber
Before there was money, there was debt. Every economics textbook says the same thing: Money was invented to replace onerous and complicated barter systems—to relieve ancient people from having to haul their goods to market. The problem with this version of history? There’s not a shred of evidence to support it. Here anthropologist David Graeber presents a stunning reversal of conventional wisdom. He shows that for more than 5,000 years, since the beginnings of the first agrarian empires, humans have used elaborate credit systems to buy and sell goods—that is, long before the invention of coins or cash. It is in this era, Graeber argues, that we also first encounter a society divided into debtors and creditors. Graeber shows that arguments about debt and debt forgiveness have been at the center of political debates from Italy to China, as well as sparking innumerable insurrections. He also brilliantly demonstrates that the language of the ancient works of law and religion (words like “guilt,” “sin,” and “redemption”) derive in large part from ancient debates about debt, and shape even our most basic ideas of right and wrong. We are still fighting these battles today without knowing it. Debt: The First 5,000 Years is a fascinating chronicle of this little known history—as well as how it has defined human history, and what it means for the credit crisis of the present day and the future of our economy.
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