We’re coming up on the 5-year anniversary of Katrina. On Saturday I’ll be at Rising Tide, a conference of New Orleans bloggers and other social-media types.
Here’s what I remember most about Katrina. Thanks to the kindness of people I barely knew, my wife and I had comfortable shelter during and immediately after the storm. Nevertheless, I remember waking up every morning during those days, and a thought crashing in seconds after I awoke: This isn’t a nightmare. It’s really happening. I really can’t go home. My city is really drowning.
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