I haven’t heard from Jeff Hollins, of Marrero. He has two brothers, Greg and Tito, and a mother. Last I heard (Sunday morning) he was at home and the winds were howling.
I’ve lost the e-mail for my other friend there, Roy L. ‘Rusty’ Jackson, Jr., so I haven’t been able to try to contact him.
Jeff is an independent filmmaker (Bang, The Murder Men) and Rusty is an actor (Cut Up, Zombie! vs. Mardi Gras, Night For Nixie).
With the others offering, I don’t know if you’ll need it, but I’m willing to make calls. My email’s in my profile. ::Still suffering guilt over not working the telethon tonight because Dad’s surgery was today::
Another message board community is waiting for word of Daniel Cox, a.k.a. “Dale”, a.k.a. “Einhander Sn0m4n”. I don’t think he had a lot of family, if any, but he does have friends, lots of them, who are worried about him.
Well, edwino can just divide them up and send a list/message to whoever and just count on that poster actually following through on their call. I think we can count on the people here to not flake out.
I can make calls. After Northridge, I was in West LA and had power sooner than a lot of people in the area, so friends across the country asked me to call their friends/relatives in the area to check up on them and relay messages back. I’ll never forget how happy everyone was to get those calls. Or, the morning the quake actually hit, before our services were restroed, when one friend farther away was able to call in to us, and so I asked her to call my mother in Seattle and let her know I was okay. To this day my mother comments on how important that phone call was for her after seeing the disaster footage on TV.
So I’ve been there from both sides and would love to help out any way I can.
Dude’s gotta be exhausted. What he’s doing can’t be easy, physically or mentally. If he was able to get done what he originally set out to do, as well as get messages for us to deliver, I wouldn’t expect anything until later Sunday, presumably when he’s rested and organized.
Hi. I’m back in the realm of the living. I worked the 7P-7A (actually more like 6:30P-8A shift) at the Astrodome/Astroarena on Friday night.
Unfortunately, I didn’t make it back Saturday – I was wiped out after having to run around all of yesterday taking care of the rest of my life. I got about 2 hours of sleep yesterday morning, and thus was on my last legs by 6PM last night.
I’ll post a more complete description of the events a little later on, but let me just say it was really intense. We were pretty much non-stop busy all night Friday, as people were still just arriving, getting processed, and then realizing they were sick/lost their meds/had some foul looking ant bites or foot wounds.
SBC has provided phone access there (I saw pay phones, but apparently they have a phone bank as well). I used my cell phone to try and contact a few others as we were talking. Invariably all of the NOLA cell phone numbers were busy, the land lines rang off the hook, etc. The problem is that people don’t want to contact their primary relatives, but their friends, aunts, nephews, cousins – and they have lost those numbers in the flood. I should have thought to get the names anyway, with the power of Google and Switchboard and the like we probably could have located some of these people. But I didn’t.
I got the names from the people who emailed me. Unfortunately, I had no luck but I have them copied down and I will continue looking. I will try to get the names to some friends as well.
I will go back sometime this week, probably not another overnight 12 hr shift since I work during the week and I have a close friend’s wedding today and tomorrow. The George R. Brown convention center is taking medical volunteers in 4 hour shifts, and I will ask the Astroarena if they need more as well.