The gnats are hungry
We're in Plaquemines Parish, being eaten alive. Teeny, tiny gnats are everywhere. Not the kind that just cluster in the air like they're having their own private party, but mean, aggressive gnats that huddle around your face, try to get up your nose -- and bite.
The smell of trash is enough to choke on. But its hard to tell where the trash ends and the homes begin.
Right now, I'm standing by what once was a Blue Bell ice cream freezer. The flies inside are feasting on Rainbow Sherbet. I know this site was a gasoline station once. But there's absolutely no clue as to whether it was Exxon or any other brand.
The only sounds are: crows crying from the trees and the FEMA convoys heading further south (we're told they're cleaning up debris). Spray painting has become a key form of communication: on homes and cars. Some say: DO NOT BULLDOZE. Others simply say: JUNK IT.
This is the worst damage I've seen.
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GOD BLESS YOU,Carl - so long away from your family, just to keep us informed. I admire and respect your dedication and tenacity to your profession. Always informative, always polite. You have set the standard! Well done! ... Eddie
Eddie Ramsey New Hartford NY (Sent Nov 5, 2005 12:04:32 AM)
In south Louisiana the gnats you refer to are called "noseeims" and the best way to keep them off is with Avon Skin so Soft
Doug Grand (Sent Nov 4, 2005 4:06:15 PM)
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