Hurricanes

My earliest memory is being holed up in a hotel in Biloxi MS with my parents and brother during a hurricane. The water was in the lobby, and we were on the 2nd floor. My father took us in the car back to New Orleans with the water over the tires. The scariest night of my life was in Columbia during Hugo. Oddly, my parents slept through the storm, but I was up and afraid. For years later, I couldn't deal with any wind or storm without anxiety attacks. Then Katrina came through New Orleans and destroyed my boyhood home. I have a very deep respect and fear of hurricanes. Now, Gustav is coming toward the Gulf Coast. I fear for those folks, and I pray that everyone gets through okay. God help us all.