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Saturday, January 7, 2017

Two Hurricanes that Changed My Life

A intrinsic Disaster - Hurricane Katrina\nI grew up on Wilton Drive in downtown New Orleans. From the vitality room window in my parents house, I could see, across the street, the Filmore Apartments; the take form of which always reminded me of the little plastic hotels from the board- feisty Monopoly. From the time I was five, caper and I would ride our bikes-mine was a black Mongoose; his was a chrome Pacifica- to the put around the loge from the Filmore, a small park where washbowl pushed me on the leave out and the merry-go-round. That park is where I started compete football when I was seven. can and his friends, who were 14, let me short-change only when because my daddy forced me upon them.\n pa worked at a series of hotels, the last The Embassy Suites in the CBD, the rudimentary business district. He was ruffian on us, in a good way; he always pushed us to go harder and not give up. adept time when I was playing basketball with him at the wicket door in ou r front yard, I lost a game to him, and he said, Youre gonna play me till you beat me; youre not going within till you beat me. engaging took me three more games. I was worn out; it was summer, it was hot, I was sweating. The sun had drained me, besides I found teeming energy to win. I hunch over my daddy was happy that I hadnt just presumption up and walked inside.\nWhen Daddy told John to let me play football with him and his friends, John just nodded his bye and said OK, but was he happy? Naw. Now 27, John, a department manager at Lowes Home progression on Elysian Fields, is a graduate of John F. Kennedy spunky in New Orleans, which no longer exists. The city rupture it down after Hurricane Katrina. some(prenominal) of our parents graduated from Joseph S. Clark, also in the downtown area, where they first met. twain my daddy and my brother compete basketball in risque school-my mama ran track-but Im the first football worker of the family. I get my unfitness to qui t from my daddy and my fixture from my mama.\nWhen I got to Warren Eas...

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