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Sunday, September 6, 2015

A Reminder from Katrina 10 Years Later

                            A Reminder from Katrina 10 Years Later                
By Albert B. Kelly

For those who saw it, it must have been a sight to behold. Ten years after the fact, memories do fade and the immediacy of the moment goes away with the passage of time but for more than a few Americans focused on the basics like staying alive in the wake of Hurricane Katrina; they won’t forget it.

Soldiers, 196 of them to be exact, plotted a course north through Texas in a convoy of nearly 50 military vehicles, ultimately setting up a little relief operation near San Antonio. If you were hungry and in need of a meal, they provided roughly 7,000 hot ones a day for three full weeks.

When all was said and done that September, these soldiers had hauled and distributed 250 tons of food and bottled water. Their help included 3 tons of purified water, baby diapers, and medical supplies. For good measure, the soldiers also provided access to a mobile surgical unit to help those in need.

During those days, I was on my way to the airport to catch a plane to New Orleans for a national convention when I received a call saying that everything was cancelled. Some of my colleagues were not as fortunate and were stuck at the convention hotel without power, little food and no clean restrooms for over a week.

It is worth noting these soldiers as we mark the 10 year anniversary of Hurricane Katrina precisely because they were soldiers in the Mexican army. In the immediate aftermath, when our own official response was questionable they, and many of their colleagues, didn’t hesitate to help.

They didn’t wait for an official invitation to cross the border nor were they deterred by a history that has seen its share of insults. They saw human suffering (not American suffering) and they responded. The same was true of the Mexican navy which provided Mi-17 helicopters, all-terrain vehicles, radio equipment, and amphibious vehicles.

The medical team of Mexican doctors, nurses, and paramedics carried out over 100 evacuations and performed hundreds of medical consults and nursing procedures in the field. The Mexican government sent Katrina victims $1 million through the Mexican Red Cross while relief workers were busy assisting people sheltering in the Houston Astrodome.

Few remember or perhaps even know about these relief efforts; I certainly didn’t know until I came across a piece in the Washington Post written by a former U.S Diplomat, Stephen Kelly, who served in Mexico in the period between 2004 and 2006.

I thought it worth mentioning because 10 years out, we’re told by some that our neighbors to the south don’t send their best or brightest, but in September of 2005 that’s exactly what we got.

If you were one of the ones that were hungry or thirsty or in pain in a devastated community along the Gulf Coast, my guess is that you likely didn’t care what color or ethnicity was behind that helping hand- you were just glad to have it.

And maybe that’s one of the take-away points here. We’re all vulnerable at some point (some more than others) and we all want to be safe and secure and unafraid when we are. Katrina reminds us that crisis and vulnerability are great equalizers and once we’re in the thick of it, whatever “it” happens to be, exactly where comfort comes from or how it gets there is unimportant.

That’s something that gets easily lost these days with all the talk about borders and “anchor babies”. But then I suppose these loudest voices wouldn’t much care about how or why these soldiers felt compelled to help us in a time of need or what it took to get here.

I guess for me, it comes down to something a guy named Paul wrote in a letter to some folks in a city named Philippi a long time ago; “…whatever is honorable, whatever is right…whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, let your mind dwell on these things.”

In the life of any community, including our own, we have to live together and work together and build together and this can be challenging in the very best of circumstances. So I choose to let my thoughts dwell on the honorable and praiseworthy stuff, like soldiers from the Mexican army coming to our aid when it was needed most.