I know exactly how you feel. I'm feeling a little guilt myself. My father is from Franklin, LA and attended Loyola. He has always maintained an apartment in the Garden District and we visited New Orleans several times each year until he died in 1998. I've only been back once since then as it's been a bit painful to recall all the wonderful times we spent there. He left me the apartment and after watching all this devastation, pain, and personal loss, I don't have the heart to ask how my place is faring. It is so insignificant is the whole scheme of things.
Praying right along with you.
Keep your wonderful memories close to your heart, they are more valuable than possessions and can never be taken from you. Prayers to you!