We left on Monday morning, September
22, from the parking lot of the Lone Oak Church of Christ. Members of
the team consisted of people from congregations in Metropolis, IL and
Paducah, KY (Broadway and Lone Oak Churches of Christ).
Evidence of storm damage started to
appear around Jackson, Mississippi in the form of downed trees and damaged
roofs. Also, those pine farms you see from time to time showed wind
influence in how they had bent over almost to the ground.
Once we got to Ocean Springs, we slept in the classrooms on the second
floor of the church. We were told to expect no power or sanitary water
and, therefore, no place to shower or bathe. Reality was much better
once we got there but, had we arrived just a few days earlier, THAT's
exactly what we would have faced.
The worship area of the church (what
some would call the sanctuary) was dedicated to food distribution. Services
on Sunday were being held on the grass at the front of the building.
Breakfast was served every morning starting at about 7:00am and then
we were released to go do what we came to do. I started off slowly -
working on houses that had already been "gutted" of their
interior furnishings and walls, spraying them with pure Chlorox to kill
the mild that had started to develop. Each house would require 4 treatments,
spaced three days' apart.
From that point, the tasks we were asked to do were increasingly involved.
next, we were asked to take the drywall out of houses that had already
been screened, that had already had the appliances removed. This was
a fairly simple task.
The houses that came next still had water standing in the kitchens or
other parts of the house. The insulation was often soaked with foul-smelling
water, because it had not been touched shince the storm ended. All applicances
had to be removed, because the salt water that flooded the area is deadly
to the internal workings of pretty much anything electrical. The heat
index in many of these houses was over 100 degrees. Drinking LOTS of
water was of utmost importance to keep from becoming dehydrated.
The city of D'iberville was essentially
wiped from the map. Over 90% of the homes in the town were leveled.
The schools were obliterated by the storm surge. At the church where
we stayed, there was one young woman who came to work every day that
we were there. Hers was the sole house in D'iberville that was essentially
undamaged by the hurricane. She felt that, because she had escaped personal
loss, she owed it to everyone else to be there and help. I heard that
her mother often cried, feeling guilty because their house had been
spared, when so many had lost everything.
At the point in time that we were there, re-building was in the future.
The inhabitants are concentrating on getting the water-damaged items
out of their houses so that the mold can be treated. If the mold is
not removed, it can result in the house being declared uninhabitable
and it will have to be completely destroyed, requiring that the owner
essentially start over.
The downtown area of the city of Biloxi
defies belief. The casinos were competely destroyed and many, if not
all, of the hotels there sustained major structural damage from the
tidal surge and may have to be rebuilt.
This was one of the most heart-breaking trips I had ever taken, but,
at the same time, one of the most rewarding. I have told some of you
that I would have loved for you to have been able to make the trip also
and work as we did. It would put an an entirely new perspective on your
lives and the problems we all THINK that we have to endure. The school
year is effectively over for many of the students down there. The bands
have no place to play or practice. The kids have no place to live, let
alone hang out. Some of them died, literally in their own front yards,
at the height of the storm, or in their own attics. It's not something
we have to deal with here, as a rule.
Appreciate what you have, and remember your friends, how important they
are to you and what is important in life. Much of what we worry about
on a daily basis just doesn't amount to much.
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