Service & Civic Engagement
I decided to take a leave of absence from college during
the fall of 2005 in order to find a fulltime internship.
On the morning Hurricane Katrina struck New Orleans
and the rest of the Gulf Coast region, August 29, 2005,
I was glued to the goring news coverage like most people
around the World.
In the subsequent days and weeks, I went onto volunteer
at the Washington D.C. National Guard Armory moving
and matching boxes of donated clothes in the Armory’s
storage building. The donated supplies were for Hurricane
Katrina victims residing in the Armory and other local
shelters. Most of these people lost all of their belongings.
Many people continue to search for family and friends
and have not had the chance to gut and clean their mold-infested
houses.
A few days immediately after the conclusion of my internship
responsibility, I landed at the Louis Armstrong International
Airport to serve with the Disaster Relief Unit of the
American Red Cross; spending the month of December and
the first week of January serving the City of New Orleans
was a life changing experience. Also, I think that volunteering
at the Washington D.C. National Guard Armory served
as the catalyst for my eventual service with the American
Red Cross of Southeast Louisiana.

Nevertheless, my assignment was to operate and drive
Emergency Response Vehicle #1081 throughout the Upper
and Lower 9th Ward and in St. Bernard Parish, a local
jurisdiction directly adjacent to the City of New Orleans.
I vividly recall spending the Holiday Season in the
City of New Orleans after Hurricane Katrina. While I
was there, a 10 year-old boy named Mikey brought me
to tears on the Eve of Christmas. Tears filled my eyes
because his facial expressions displayed the torment
he and his family confronted as a result of Hurricane
Katrina.
On December 24th, I drove Emergency Response Vehicle
#1081 and spoke with several familiar faces. We unloaded
in the Seabrook neighborhood on the corner of Dowman
and Chef Manteur Highway and immediately began providing
residents with free hot meals and other household essentials.
Mikey came to our window, he and his mother visited
us frequently. I immediately recognized the dismay and
sadness covering his face. Mikey told me his Christmas
wish was to have Santa Clause deliver a FEMA trailer
for he and his family. That conversation was not the
first time I cried or felt the deep pain of Hurricane
Katrina victims.
However, it was the first time that the selflessness
and clarity of a child made me break down. The destruction
engendered by Hurricane Katrina had stolen Mikey’s
childhood. I then began to think about how my childhood
had been stolen as well. Therefore, I emphatically identified
with Mikey and his situation. For me – in my mind,
shuffling in and out of numerous foster care homes felt
like the pain Hurricane Katrina victims experienced
and sounded like the stories they shared with me.
Blanket New Orleans was founded as
the result of one family’s consistent request
for blankets. As I reflected on my service with the
American Red Cross, a family’s request for blankets
is the image that circulates in my mind the most. Their
dire request for blankets was hard for me to fathom
and comprehend. Emergency Response Vehicle #1081 no
longer carried blankets. Our inability to provide Hurricane
Katrina victims with blankets was and is unacceptable.
Make a difference: www.BlanketNewOrleans.Org

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