Although not deployed to help with Katrina by the Red Cross (it occurred before I joined), I did deploy for FEMA and thought a portion of my story that I wrote for the local Jewish Community newspaper when I returned might interest you.

 

…Nothing I had seen on TV or in the newspapers prepared me for the devastation and heartache I experienced when I arrived in Biloxi, Mississippi. As a member of Creve Coeur’s Community Emergency Response Team (CERT), I was deployed in September to work as a disaster assistance employee in FEMA’s Hurricane Katrina Relief efforts. 

 

The storm’s fury and power first became evident as we crossed from Alabama into Mississippi on our drive from FEMA’s staging center in Atlanta. An I-10 four-lane bridge had been reduced to one lane in each direction due to storm damage. As we made our way into Biloxi, the size of the disaster became even more evident as we saw houses that had been destroyed, piles of debris, abandoned cars that had been flooded and numerous roofs covered with blue tarpaulins. And it was strange to see police and other emergency vehicles that bore emblems from agencies outside Mississippi such as the Virginia State Police; Henrico County in Kentucky; Fairfax County, Virginia; Maryland and even Chesterfield, Missouri. It was only later that we learned that they were there because most of the emergency vehicles in this region were either destroyed or severely damaged in the storm.

 

After reporting to the Area Field Office (AFO), I became one of 50 community relations (CR) personnel who would go out into the communities to help the people in the six Mississippi counties declared disaster areas…Our task was to walk the communities there to make certain the residents had registered with FEMA for both financial and housing assistance and knew where they could get water, ice and MREs (Meals-Ready-To-Eat). In addition, we were to identify any people with special needs who would be priorities for any kind of assistance and bring to FEMA area management any issues that we could not resolve. Our days ran from 7AM to 7PM, seven days a week. 

 

…As we drove from the Biloxi AFO to our first destination, the city of Diamondhead, the height of the flood waters was marked by the scarring on the trees along the highway made by the refrigerators, washers, dryers and other debris that were hurled by the force of the storm. In Diamondhead we found that south of I-10 was total devastation. Not a house was standing where they once stood surrounding the Diamondhead Yacht Club. All that was left were foundations or the pilings that supported shorefront homes – even most of the debris had been swept well into the bay. Homes were reported to be found some 20 miles out in the bay. And a large cabin cruiser had been deposited intact in the woods some 300 to 400 yards from the marina.

 

…The stories these people told of their survival while seeing neighbors die in the storm, or while hanging on to a tree or sitting on a roof for hours hoping for rescue and watching bodies float by took its toll emotionally. Others told of lost personal treasures, of heirlooms lost in the storm that had withstood the test of time for four or more generations. But some stories brightened our spirits - of friends thought to be lost reunited weeks afterwards, or treasured artifacts found by friends among the piles of debris blocks from where their houses once stood. One woman, for instance, who had put a treasured antique punchbowl in her dishwasher in hope of protecting it during the storm only to find her home totally destroyed and the dishwasher nowhere in sight when she returned, was ecstatic when the dishwasher was located some blocks from her house with the punchbowl unharmed. The outpouring of help from total strangers was astounding like the University of Miami students who used a long weekend off from classes to come to Bay St. Louis to clear debris from people’s property and gut homes.

 

Many of those who lost just about everything could not grasp the enormity of what lay ahead and were despondent. But others amazed us with their resilience and attitude, people in the same circumstances who were ready to rebuild their homes, their lives and make their communities even better than before Katrina. 

 

…I left Biloxi knowing that my five weeks away from home and family was time well spent. I felt strongly that in some way, I along with the cadre of FEMA volunteers I worked with had made a difference and that those I left behind will continue in their tireless efforts to help the people of Mississippi. 

 

Carl