Our city has currently taken in about 1,100 people from New Orleans...I live in a wonderful place, but, to those people, it won't be like home.
"Say this city has ten million souls,
Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes:
Yet there's no place for us, my dear, yet there's no place for us."
I can't imagine what it would be like to have everything taken away, and, even worse, not knowing where my family is... I can donate goods and money, but I so wish I could do more...
"Dreamed I saw a building with a thousand floors,
A thousand windows and a thousand doors:
Not one of them was ours, my dear, not one of them was ours." (W.H. Auden - March 1939)
I wish I could give them back their place in the world, and take their pain away.