I had decided to Move to Boston for health reasons. I packed up what I could in the Jeep, sold the house, put some things in storage, and hit the road. Before I left I went out and drove around the cemeteries of the city. Facing my own mortality, I was about to go to a strange city, with only my dog and jeep. I needed to feel connected to those from my home that had gone before me, to get the courage to leave.

Less than a year later, Katrina hit, and I know that if I had stayed there, I would have been one of those who had died. My home was within blocks from the 17th street canal levee break. I am simply too immobile, and I would never have left Katey behind.

This video serves as an Homage to the people who were lost to Katrina, the Dogs that were left behind, and the indomitable spirit of New Orleans. Although the New Orleans I knew, no longer exists, New Orleans will reinvent itself as it always has. Fires and floods have burned down the city, but it has always survived and adapted.

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