Two weeks after Hurricane Katrina, we took my mother to see what was left of her Eighth Street House in West Gulfport: the steps and a concrete porch. Left to right: Daughters Natalie and Michelle, me, and my mother, Joyce Parker.
Tags: Hurricane Katrina
Nathan’s Prayer
I love you, Lord.
Create in me
A heart that beats
A song for Thee.
Tho’ life is sweet
And love is mine,
I know my soul
Is wholly Thine.
If I may play
In grass and sand,
There will be time
To hold Your Hand.
So, Jesus, please
Create in me
A heart that beats
A song for Thee.
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September 2nd, 2009 at 3:17 pm
Amazing that they already had the most of the streets cleared at that point. The day after it literally looked like an atomic bomb went off on the beach.