Hurricane Katrina was particularly hard for the folks near West End. By that time, I had moved to a house near the Mississippi on the other side of the city, where the land was a good 10 feet above sea level. I didn't even have a puddle form in my yard for the monster storm. Some places on the lake were swept out to sea, leaving pilings to mark their graves. Boats were tossed throughout the city as waters took them to peculiar places. Slowly, but surely, the formerly crippled lakefront has made a strong recovery.
It's heartening to see continued renewal in New Oreans after the devastation of that terrible storm. Likewise, I am appreciating the time over the past few months as I seek renewal in my personal life. An afternoon walking along the lakeshore always lifts my spirits.