This is the house where I grew up as it looks today. It has risen not literally from the ashes, but from an actual pile of crap following Hurricane Katrina. Although Hattiesburg is 90 miles from the Mississippi Gulf Coast, the winds were still strong when they passed through Hattiesburg on Aug. 29, 2005, causing 8 pine trees to fall on the house. My mother, who was in the house, survived. Luckily she did not lose absolutely everything, as so many people on the Coast and in New Orleans did. However, the roof was breached in many places and everything in the attic came down. Also, every piece of sheetrock and insulation was wet and strewn about everywhere. Anyway, she sold the house in April and it has been remodeled with a new roof, new fence and no telling what on the inside since I haven't seen that part. My mother is most dismayed because her 30 years of landscaping was actually scraped clean with a Bobcat. That doesn't explain entirely why the yard looks so bad...the uprooted pine trees caused a lot of the bald patches you see. So my final comment is, I hate the front door, but otherwise the house looks all right.
Monday, September 25, 2006
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