He said the demise started small. First a ball left out or a garden hose would disappear. Then cars would start getting broken into. From there it went to houses. He told me the last straw was when his kids came home talking ghetto. His wife said that's it, we are moving.
He moved across the Lake before ENOLA went too bad so he was able to get a good price for his house. Of course what started as an trickle became an exodus.
I worry about what may happen where I live. Since the Hurricane we have seen an increase in the number people from NOLA originally moving here and section 8 apartments have been sprouting up. Fortunately the local LEO's have been able to keep the trash in check.