Sunday, August 29, 2010

After Katrina

After Katrina


This photo is of one of the two bridges over the Mississippi River at Vicksburg. I was never so proud of my small city as I was after Katrina.
Our people opened shelters, hearts, homes, and wallets. Local merchants would refuse to take money from evacuees for goods or services. Quite a few of our guests liked Vicksburg so much that they chose to stay and become part of our community.
Although Katrina brought out the worst in some, it brought out the best in many more.

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