In a Washington Post article about the mess the Superdome has become, a woman explained why she stayed in New Orleans as Katrina approached:
Rochelle Montrel, dedicated middle school teacher, thought she should stay in town to prepare for the first day of classes. “We have all this testing now, earlier and earlier,” she said Wednesday, “and I wanted to be ready.”
Instead, she spent Monday clinging to her roof, and that turned to Tuesday, and then “the wonderful man” in the helicopter finally swooped in, after 24 hours, and delivered Montrel, her mother, father, sister and the poodle onto the ramp outside the Superdome. They had lived.
By the way, the “poo corner” in the story is not a Disney cartoon. I wonder if the rich refugees got the luxury boxes?
