Haunting column from the Times-Picayune (via Talk Talk Talk Talk Talk Myself to Death)
This was the year that defines our city, our lives, our destiny. Nothing comparable has ever happened in modern times in America, and there is no blueprint for how we do this.Read the whole thing.
We just wing it. Do good work. Save someone or something.
You'd have to be crazy to want to live here. You'd have to be plumb out of reasonable options elsewhere.
Then again, I have discovered that the only thing worse than being in New Orleans these days is not being in New Orleans.
It's a siren calling us home. It cannot be explained.