Cleaning Up Keeler after Katrina progressing.
We had old wooden shacks back 1950. No interior, just exterior walls.
I spent 3 years down there (1970-73) as a student and then an instructor in the Radar Bomb Directing group. I even played shortstop on the squadron team (nickname: "Leather," as in--good field, no hit.) We had analog computers that filled up a double-wide trailer. I'm pretty sure we've all got more computing power today on our desktops or laptops. Maybe even on our IPods. It was an interesting and suprisingly enjoyable experience for a smart-alecky, street-wise Jewish kid from The Bronx. I got there a few months after Hurricane Camille devastated the area. I wish all the airmen and base personnel the best, and ditto for the local residents (except for the six guys that jumped my buddy and me on our way back from Baricev's Restaurant.)
They are not on the KAFB either.