Mom On Miss Debbie's Rubble

This rubble is where the brick home of my mom's friends lived. That car my mom is sitting on, under the rubble, that's the wife's car. We could see the husband's truck a few hundred yards away, overturned and half sticking out of the bayou. Alligators live in it now. My mom's friends stayed in their home to ride it out with their pets, and were rescued from the floodwaters by helicopter. They clung to trees, he naked, in the raging water, for three days. She lost her grip and floated away. She was found later, alive, miles away. My mom spent the time we were there looking for items they might care about, hiding them under rubble, so would-be looters would pass by and they could salvage some parts of their life when they return to their foundation.