“The day after the storm, our people cried all their tears and then got out there and started doing what they had to do."
A lil different from New Orleans, eh?
"A lil different from New Orleans, eh?"
You got that right.
I went to do volunteer work there, and those home owners were right there helping us every step of the way. Yes, there were tears, but no whinning, and no poor poor me. Not once did I hear anything about Bush.
This one sentence is what TRULY inspired and impressed me about the people of MS. I saw folks without roofs out helping folks without walls. The spirit and strength of the people here blew me away and made me capable of pulling myself up by the boot straps and starting over. Folks can say just WHATEVER they want about this state but if you'd come and see it, meet the people and hear the stories, attitudes about southerners would change forever. May I also add that it was all races working together as neighbors. It was a beautiful thing.