All but two of my family members have evacuated New Orleans--for Mom and Dad, it is the first time they have ever fled a storm. My sister Mary, a nurse, has to be on duty at her hospital; her daughter (believe it or not) was required to report for duty at the veterinary hospital where she works. As I keep vigil in front of the Weather Channel, I keep asking the Blessed Mother to stick her hand in that mess brewing off the coast, and deflate the storm. She's done it before... And every time the meteorologists treat a strike on New Orleans as a foregone conclusion, I renew my prayer to Mary to prove them wrong.
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