I've just spoken with a woman in charge of residents of Maison Hospitaliere, a senior assisted living facility near Uncle Al's home. She tells me that she's able to confirm that he did leave the city with them. However, they do not know where he got to and he is not with them now. My relief is palpable. He got out of the city. That is sooooo important. He was alive and well enough to leave the group he was with under his own steam. Survival instincts are strong in this branch of the family.
Now it's a matter of waiting until he lands somewhere and can make contact. Our communication chain with his son in CA is sketchy at best, and it make take several days before we really know his story. Rest assured, he will have a Story to tell. That's what he is, really: a storyteller.
I am off to collapse now, with more prayers for the folks still under seige in the flooded and destroyed areas of LA, MS and AL. I'll be back at it, though, this afternoon.
A final thought:
Without the internet, I would still be in the dark. Without the internet, we would not know where GaGa is or that uncle Al got out. Without the internet, we would not have known how to contact people who could actually assist in the rescue of our families.
You guys are the saving grace in this disater, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. If you're feeling helpless, and good with the googling and problem solving, head over to a message board where people are posting about missing loved ones (www.nola.com/forums/townhall or forums.sunherald.com/kr-biloxkatrina/sta
Now it's a matter of waiting until he lands somewhere and can make contact. Our communication chain with his son in CA is sketchy at best, and it make take several days before we really know his story. Rest assured, he will have a Story to tell. That's what he is, really: a storyteller.
I am off to collapse now, with more prayers for the folks still under seige in the flooded and destroyed areas of LA, MS and AL. I'll be back at it, though, this afternoon.
A final thought:
Without the internet, I would still be in the dark. Without the internet, we would not know where GaGa is or that uncle Al got out. Without the internet, we would not have known how to contact people who could actually assist in the rescue of our families.
You guys are the saving grace in this disater, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. If you're feeling helpless, and good with the googling and problem solving, head over to a message board where people are posting about missing loved ones (www.nola.com/forums/townhall or forums.sunherald.com/kr-biloxkatrina/sta
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And your take care of yourself, too. I can only begin to imagine how exhausting this past few days has been for you.
I feel better about so many things. And of course, getting a phone call from the husband today helped. I could actually tell him some of the things that were making me crazy and answer so many of his questions. Until today, when Jeffrey got him to the Times website, he had no idea how bad it was. I could help him with a lot of the blanks and share a little of my sense of relief at long last.
Prayers are still going on, because there are so many people who must now find places to rest. Too many of them are still in limbo, moved from one Dome to another, albeit a Dome with medical supplies, food and water. And diapers! This is one of those odd things that seem so small when talking survival, but still... so, so important.
So... more prayers... and money where it can do good. The Red Cross was so good to Alex and I when the apartment burned. It's the first place I thought of and to me, the one who has the appropriate systems in place.
Love you and so happy for you, even if we still don't quite know where Uncle Al is. Give Mike my love,
Kimi
(((Hugs))) you hard and tucks you up with a good cuppa.
I do, however, need to rest up a little bit. The summer of 2005 has been very hard on me and mine, and my reserves are low.