Cider Press Hill

Winning Hearts and Minds

Transcribed from the lad’s recollections in Violet:

On July 4th, the St Bernard Parish government and Camp Hope sponsored a party and small fireworks display in the local Wal-Mart parking lot. The volunteers brought the food and balloons and other trinkets for the kids, along with face paints and face painting tables. The kids loved it.

The evening wasn’t the best, with intermittent drizzle falling. It wasn’t enough to cancel the fireworks, but enough to make everyone wet to the skin by the end of the evening. We still had fun. The residents and volunteers mingled and talked and laughed. We had a party spirit going on and everyone was ready to leave behind concerns and worries to join in.

One of our favorite residents, John Wilkes Booth (no doubt which side of the Union-Confederate line his family fell on), regaled us with big fish stories from the bayou. He had a crowd of enthralled listeners. The bigger the fish story, the better we liked it. By the light of day, John Booth is a walking encyclopedia of bayou lore and environmental issues. He has been fighting to save what’s left of the dying bayous for years. He never gives up hope.

Off to the side of the parking lot there was a large tent. Large enough to hold the small crowd that came to the party. But it was a tent owned by FEMA. Empty, but theirs. In honor of the occasion of the birth of our nation, they sent armed guards in bright yellow slickers to form a tight line in front of the tent. Just in case anyone tried to get out of the rain, I suppose. They also formed a guard line in front of the 5 or 6 port-o-potties by the side of their tent.

The residents are used to this attitude. They ignore it and FEMA as much as possible. They don’t like FEMA and FEMA doesn’t like them. As long as everyone remembers that, they all co-exist without bloodshed.

Posted on 07/14/06 at 06:36 PM
 




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