Today is the ten month anniversary of Hurricane Katrina's march through the Gulf Coast states.
This house, like thousands of others in New Orleans, bares its soul to the elements.
Where are the people who lived here? Hopefully, they were gone when the wall of water slammed into their home sweet home. Hopefully, they did not see their household belongings swirling around in the mad water mixing together with all the other households, floating through the neighborhoods to Canal Street. Hopefully, they have the courage to absorb all of it and one day come back and rebuild, and hopefully, their insurance will pay for some of it--their American dream.
The water line is still on the house unfaded even in the relentless sun of the past ten months, a painful reminder.
The chandelier is still attached as a beacon of hope that one day it will once again give light to a gathering at supper time.
Hopefully.