Wednesday, September 7, 2005
KILN, Miss. – Along Highway 603, Bruno’s Bar, with the spray-painted rebel flag on the concrete-block wall out front, is closed. So is the Cajun Connection, the Broke Spoke and just about every other dive on this stretch of sleepy Mississippi country road touched and tangled by Hurricane Katrina.
Even the catfish are belly-up in the farm ponds.
But rising above cattle fields and swampland and this ruined, rugged little town is Roddie Bilbo’s bedsheet tribute to the spirit of the people of Kiln. The effortless homage hangs from power lines, stretched taught with two bottles of spring water, for all of Highway 603 to see.
They do. Folks honk or whistle when they pass, a half-dozen of them by the hour. There goes a family in a Chevrolet Suburban stopping to take a picture. There’s a “woo-hoo!” from a pickup window.
“See, that’s what it does to people,” says Bilbo, eating jambalaya and green beans in his driveway a few nights ago. “It’s been like that since I put it up.” Continue reading “Slabbed remembers Katrina Plus 5: Determination Billows Along Mississippi Road. By Ben Montgomery of the Tampa”
Cottonboy tells his story the best.
Being a victim of the hurricane my self it really means alot to know my Anchor, Jesus Christ, is still holding now and is a firm foundation. We was out of power for almost 2-3 weeks, no water for about 10 days. Being a firefighter we was cutting trees, passing out bags of ice, cases of water, and also MREs. Made me really stop and think I had nothing but what I had to give I did and that was myself.
The first thing I did when I made it to my Mom’s place on August 30th 2005 was grab the flag and fly it. Mississippi Public Broadcasting noticed the trend and made an American flag photo essay for their Beyond Katrina series.
I’m not around this morning as I now make a habit of spending some quiet time in reflection on August 29th. I don’t have to be close to post though and so I put a couple in the can to appear at various points in time this morning.
Let’s start with Mississippi’s own Elvis Presley as we remember those who didn’t make it on August 29th 2005. I personally knew two.