“You’re looking at the last person to leave Hackberry,” Mr. Nelson said, smiling under the cover.
Ms. Bosarge returned her older brother to Bayou La Batre and her high-rise home, just meters from the water. Before Hurricane Katrina, there was a different house in this house, but Katrina blew it up along with Mrs. Bosarge’s wedding bands and family photos. American volunteers came through the city and built this new house for her. Katrina also washed her oyster shop.
Since Katrina, many of the Bayou La Batre houses are now raised on stilts, and people have ways to figure out what to do with all that space at the bottom. You can park a truck or boat, keep trash or tools. Ms. Bosarge turned her place into a pleasant outdoor living room with a small believe bar, several porch swings and a stereo system.
So here they brothers and sisters, having survived the hurricane on their porch swings, watched this new slow-moving disaster unfold around. They were in a good enough mood, they planned to evacuate soon and leave the storm with a loved one at a higher point in the Grand Bay. Ms. Bosarge joked like she had never learned to swim, and joked that Mr. Nelson was a magnet for hurricane bad news.
“My son said, ‘Take him to Texas,'” she said.
But the couple took seriously what happened to their lives and so many other people in the Gulf. “It’s coming to an end,” Ms Bosarge said. “Little one, I knew that many years ago.”
According to them, the storms grew and intensified, and both blamed climate change. Mr. Nelson, who has worked in water for decades, gave rise to this belief: “There is no meteorologist. There is no college degree. Experience ”.