| 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,
770.803.0402
divadend@bellsouth.ney
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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 or via e-mail at celu73@aol.com
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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
501-312-9000 Rm 422
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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
carewclaire@hotmail.com
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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, MFA
Mental Health Survivor
www.jeannettedrake.com
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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
drice2@richmond.k12.va.us
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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
JFAYEMOORE@aol.com
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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
Dee.Thompson@mms.gov
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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
Michele Gomez
michelegomez@earthlink.net
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School Websites with information for Students, Faculty ,
and Staff
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
SUNO http://www.suno.edu/
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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
Patricia
J. Wesley
pjw14@psu.edu
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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
(http://rootsblog.typepad.com/rootsblog/)
for list of black relief organizations
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