Wednesday, September 14, 2005

The Portrait

Me, my mom, my little brother, in happier times.

It was under over 25 feet of swamp water.


joel said...

thats one of the loveliest pictures ive seen.

clayton cubitt said...

The important things seem to survive.

Thanks for sharing.

posted by: lssmwinycom on 9/15/2005 10:32:28 AM


the most important things always make themselves known

posted by: whyareyoustaring on 9/15/2005 1:23:18 AM


Wow. That's all I've got, but wow.

posted by: bubblebobbled on 9/14/2005 11:36:11 PM

Anonymous said...

Your story is very touching. It has moved me and brought tears to my eyes reading it. Your mother is a strong, beautiful woman that has been blessed with the love of you and your brother and you are a brave, strong, talented man. That is the most loving picture I have ever seen. I love that picture. A pictures says a thousand words and that says it all. You and your family are in my thoughts and prayers and I will keep following your story as it has my heart.
~Karen in S.A.

Anonymous said...

I have really been touched by your blog. I've been through two hurricanes, nothing at all like the devastation from Katrina.

"The devastation from Katrina." I've heard that phrase so many times over the past month that it just comes out of me, knee jerk.

It's impossible to grasp what it was like, when all you have is the tv screen, the impressions of the reporter, only a few pictures, looped footage played over and over again.

Please know, you and your family and everyone you meet, it isn't that folks who weren't there don't care. We do. I can appreciate some of what it is like because I have those other hurricanes to remember. I know how magnificently terrifying it is to listen to the storm, and what it's like to be frozen in place without the services you're used to, but at least I had a house standing around me, so I was lucky. What you've done here is put comprehensible faces on the situation. You've given a voice to those who feel they don't have one anymore. This is truly important work.

This photo is important, too. It proves that what is really important - family, love, humanity - does endure. Battered, maybe, but it lives.

Thank you for sharing your story, for letting us see the courage and dignity of people facing what most of us fear the most, and doing it with their dignity intact. When I look at your mother in these photos, I see her dignity, and I see her courage, hairy legs and all.