A River Runs Through It

A lot has happened in the past week, and I'm still working on that last post before the great summer sign-off. But between the job and the gorgeous weather the keyboard's charms are lost.

I've worked in two big cities in my life - one was New Orleans, and the other was Memphis.  And on both occasions, my Daddy told me to have my fun and GET OUT.  If a decent hurricane directly hit, the levees in New Orleans would not hold.  "It will be the biggest mess you've ever seen".   And the Mississippi would flood again.

And so it has.  This blows my mind.

Meanwhile, clean-up here in Eastern NC continues.  It got knocked out of the headlines fairly quickly - by the even nastier storms the next week - and then a royal wedding - and then a bullet running through Osama Bin Laden's skull.

But the folks down here are used to fending for themselves.  They pick up and they move on along.