I had to force my mother to leave. I sent her (there), where she drowned. |
It's like an artist with a clean slate. You just have to paint a new picture. And hopefully, a better one. |
This was our family home since 1969. We lost our first house in Hurricane Camille, just across the street there. |
Total devastation. There's nothing left. |
Total devastation. There's nothing left. Waveland was a beautiful town. It had just bounced back from Camille. They were planning new streets. People were buying new homes. |
Total devastation. There's nothing left. Waveland was a beautiful town. It had just bounced back from Camille. They were planning new streets. People were buying new homes. |