Mr. Mercat and I worked with Convoy of Hope in the aftermath of Katrina. I didn’t even know their affiliation. They did a good job of just facilitating stuff to go down there. We had an old camper trailer and filled it with bottles of water and medical supplies and drove down there. We didn’t go into NO but went west to where there was the under reported suffering from Rita. Left it all there except the old van and drove home up the old military highway. Quite an experience. I remember before we left, we could smell it. We live in Eastern Kansas and standing out on our second story deck the warm southeast wind wafted up the smell of wet wood and decomp. I’ll never forget that smell.
How interesting that you could smell it all the way in Kansas! But, if you think about how much land and water was churned up, and vegetation crushed, I guess it makes sense.