It would be hard not to realize that it has been five years since Katrina and the federal flood brought it’s show to town. Nationaly and localy it is all you can see on the news.
My life has changed quite a bit in the last five years, some of it borught about by the K storm and some of it a normal evolution of a person’s life. On a daily basis I rarely think about the event even though the images of the winds and the aftermath are still very clear in my memory. You may notice I left out water, during and after the storm my home and neighborhood were not affected by water. The Tuesday after the storm I had no idea that the city was filling with water. Leaving the city a few days after the storm and not returning for three weeks was the worst of the experience for me. Not knowing what kind of city I would come home to, not knowing if I would still have a job, not knowing where my friends and neighbors were or what had happened to them.
I returned to the city on Oct 1, my birthday, There was only one other person in the block. THe bar around the corner had already opened and was serving cold sandwiches and of course plenty of booze. The place was packed, mostly with reocevery workers. WHen they found out it was my birthday they bought me enough shots to make going to sleep that night an easy task. The next morning I got up and turned the stero on full blast, I figured if anyone was around they would know I was home, plus I thought it was pretty neat that I could play the music as loud as I wanted with no one to complain.
Over time I have lost the anger, the anxiety is gone, the city is different yet still the same. I look at the city and see the same problems we had before, some things have improved other things are the same or worse. Issues that today we blame on the K event were here before and are still here now.
I look forward, New Orleans is my home, I try to keep a positive attitude about the way things are. I am not going to commemorate or spend a lot of time thinking about it. It is a part of my past, my personal history, I can’t dwell on it anymore. I can however appreciate the fact that I weathered the storm and was more fortunate than others who still suffer from the aftermath of Katrina.