September 15, 2008
Healing
The storms have passed, Gustav and then Ike. They have left many people without homes and basic comforts. I am very thankful that my family and friends are all doing well and were, for the most part, unscathed by the raging waters of the Gulf. I am, however, especially sad about Galveston Island and the devastation it and its residents suffered. Galveston has always reminded me of a part of my childhood for some reason. Growing up in the fifties and sixties in south Louisiana, we did not take far away trips; a short trip to Galveston was something we were able to do. I remember the ferry we took to get to the Island, bringing stale Evangeline Maid bread from home to feed the gulls and small Brownie cameras to snap blurry pictures. And I remember the little shops on the beach that sold seashells and souvenirs. I remember my Dad falling asleep on the beach and waking up to a painful burn and my mom never going in the water. Those are warm memories that I keep from childhood and Galveston. Anyway, I pray the people of Galveston can rebuild their lives there and more memories can be made.
Rose Kennedy
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