You can see where the water level had been along the side of the house.
Looking up the block from Mom’s house. Other people were trying to get into their homes, too.
My brother, Kevin, at the intersection closest to Mom’s house. This was several weeks post-Katrina, and as you can see, the water was still slowly draining out of parts of Metairie.
Looking down my mom’s block.
My mom’s bedroom. Because mom doesn’t live in Lakeview (which was one of the hardest hit areas), her flooding was not quite as bad; however, you can still see that the water came up several feet in her bedroom and then the mold did the rest of the damage.
Mom’s bathroom. Water still on the floor and in the tub, draining slowly because there was nowhere for it to really go…
Another view looking down my mom’s street.