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Thursday, October 06, 2005

Here we have sadness


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Originally uploaded by alexiecfo.
This is my husband's mom's tomb. There is no casket in it. This is what people do not see on the news. Miss Ora was buried right across the street from the home my husband grew up in - the house Mr. Vincent still lives in - well until recently. When the water rises like this, the strength of that water is unreal. It moved the cement top of her tomb and filled the inside with water thereby raising her casket up and it floated down toward the levee. NICE, huh? There are 3 completely open tombs and 3 caskets hanging out elsewhere so at least everyone is accounted for but the mystery is who is in what casket. I mean, Miss Ora died 13 years ago. Remembering small details about her casket is not gonna happen. Luckily his brother in law remembers the color of it so that narrows it down. This was on the news. My poor husband about fell apart when the flower canisters with "Mom" and "Alexie" written on them were just on the news. I mean, this is a man who still cries every time he goes to her grave. Seeing this and his childhood home pretty much destroyed and covered in mud and muck did not make for a nice day in our lives.

Elizabeth at 11:34 AM

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at 12:22 PM Blogger Nessa said...

I'm so sorry - hug him for me, will ya? And then hug yourself too. How awful. I'm just so sorry!

 
at 12:36 PM Blogger Carol said...

Oh My God!! That is heartbreaking! I'm so sorry.

 
at 2:29 PM Blogger Michele in Michigan said...

How sad. I'm sooo sorry for you guys :(

 
at 2:38 PM Blogger spoonleg said...

Oh, how awful. Your poor hubby. I hope they figure things out without too much more trauma to the loved ones of those missing caskets.

 
at 5:32 PM Blogger Annejelynn said...

ohhh - that's awful!

 
at 9:37 PM Blogger MsPerdie said...

Awwwwww, my heart goes out to him,and you, too.

 
at 8:28 AM Blogger Jomama said...

That is just awful. I am so sorry that your husband has to deal with this. He is such a sensitive guy :(

 
at 8:09 PM Anonymous Amanda B. said...

I don't know what to say honeybunny. This breaks my heart. I am so sorry.

 
at 4:32 AM Blogger JessicaRabbit said...

That is just very sad. I am sorry for you both.

 
at 8:28 AM Blogger Susie said...

Oh, honey. I can't add anything new, just echo what the kind folks here have said. So sorry for all having to go through this.

 

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