Walking to New Orleans. On the one year anniversary of the storm making landfall, I found myself talking about personal disaster preparation to a audience of lower income & minority senior citizens. Everyons asks if I responded to Katrina in any way, to which the response is in the negative. Not really sure why not, I guess it just wasn't in the cards this time around. Not directly anyways, although I guess a lot of what I'm doing this year around is my own way of responding to the lingering storm. Katrina has truly been the hurricane that just hasn't blown away. I don't know if it will for a very long time.

It was around 65 degrees and raining for most of the day here in Providence. Gray and wet and chilly. I've tried and avoid the news today, although On Point on NPR had a great hour devoted to Preservation Hall Jazz. I caught a few minutes while in the car. Poignant music, if you don't know it I highly reccomend finding some. Go to the library, they tend to have those kinds of CD's.
The talking heads of cable news just really grate me. I guess for me Katrina has been made reality in the form of music and pictures, online and in magazines such as National Geographic (other than first-hand reports). I won't link to anything, we've all seen our share of what we need to remember.

Crickets are chirping outside, cars passing by on the rain-slicked roads. My eyesight is fading, it's getting time for sleep. Something about walking around town in the rain today...seemed very necesarry.  ¶ 8/29/2006 10:42:00 PM