Life is odd.
May. 3rd, 2008 05:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
timepiececlockI was packing stuff into my closet today in an effort to cleam my room, and my eye was caught on the two square plastic box-crates I'm using as shelves (the actual shelve system in this closet is uncooperative and skimpy); one is yellow and one is orange, and they both look a little beat up.
I brought those crates, filled with my junk, from the original Camp Hope in St. Bernard's parish, Louisiana, which was build/assembled out of a hollowed-out elementary school destroyed by hurricane Katrina two and a half years ago. Everyone salvaged plastic crates. In a volunteer camp, a good crate to put your stuff is worth more than dinner. I dragged them from Louisiana to Denver, Colorado. Then I drove them from Colorado to California after I graduated AmeriCorps.
The crates probably were salvaged from somewhere else in the parish and brought to Camp Hope to so volunteers could keep stuff, since I know that the elementary school was gutted in 2005 after the flood. But---the thing is---everything in St. Bernard's Parish was gutted, at some point.
It was a little dizzying to think the crates I'm using as a place to put my shoes here, in Southern California, were almost definitely submerged in the water of Lake Pontchartrain, Louisiana two years ago. Funny, the things we bring with us.
I brought those crates, filled with my junk, from the original Camp Hope in St. Bernard's parish, Louisiana, which was build/assembled out of a hollowed-out elementary school destroyed by hurricane Katrina two and a half years ago. Everyone salvaged plastic crates. In a volunteer camp, a good crate to put your stuff is worth more than dinner. I dragged them from Louisiana to Denver, Colorado. Then I drove them from Colorado to California after I graduated AmeriCorps.
The crates probably were salvaged from somewhere else in the parish and brought to Camp Hope to so volunteers could keep stuff, since I know that the elementary school was gutted in 2005 after the flood. But---the thing is---everything in St. Bernard's Parish was gutted, at some point.
It was a little dizzying to think the crates I'm using as a place to put my shoes here, in Southern California, were almost definitely submerged in the water of Lake Pontchartrain, Louisiana two years ago. Funny, the things we bring with us.
