This weekend Michelle and I went to the Desire area neighborhood to visit the kids from the ministry and have them show us around their neighborhood. A neighborhood that has been rebuilt (and slightly relocated) since the Storm.
But as we crossed over Louisa Street, we saw the roads leading to many of their old homes. Michael, one of the boys, was hesitant to even walk through what has become now just another Katrina ghost town. While others, stopping here and there to single out one door in the midst of a thousand, reminisced about a time that is now almost half their lives ago.
As usual, the kids were in playful moods, more than obliged to pose for a picture…or ten.
Here was the day:
