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-- Special edition --
December 17, 2005
Post-Katrina breaking point
By Samantha Perez
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Ponchatoula, LA - Nov. 6, 2005
(Excerpt) ... What made the trip nice was driving on the interstate with Pat Benatar on the way to Southeastern and Blondie on the way back. There was lots of singing involved on my part, there and back. It was rather pleasant to be alone and silly once again. I came back to the camper, and the men were gone. Dad was there now, and I saw Mom step out of our first camper, an armful of clothes in her hand. She was red and blotchy in the face, and the happiness from having a double dosage of Blondie and Pat quickly disappeared. This is your camper now, Sam! She was yelling hysterically. By this point in my adventure, I have developed a very keen sixth sense to know when a day is going to be good or bad, depending on her mood. That afternoon, my newfound sense was obviously telling me, was going to be pretty crappy. In the end, I was right. Really, my accuracy is uncanny. To read more, click on 'Tired, stressed and homeless' link here (This printed edition contains a journal entry called 'Happiness and snow') Starting the day after Hurricane Katrina stormed across the Gulf Coast, killing thousands and chasing millions from their homes, 17-year-old Samantha Perez began to tell her heartbreaking story. This is the ninth printed installment, containing her 18th and 19th diary entries. To read all of Perez's work, including later entries, follow link.
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