My trip to the Mississippi Gulf Coast was intresting as well as distressing. There are a lot of people there who after one year are still struggling with the aftermath of Katrina. I met with individuals who are working hard to regain some of what was destroyed. I had intended to take some pictures but after seeing some of the dire situations and the devastation these people still face, i felt it was best not to. They still have years of hard work ahead of them but i witnessed determination to make it happen. Those families i met with were an encouragement to me because of their dedication to the task that they still face. Sure, there is something better to look forward to than the FEMA trailers, and especially to those who are still without even a trailer. God Bless them.

I had mentioned that i wanted to go back to my roots and look maybe for the last time at some of the places where i lived as a child. I did go to the cemetary where my dad was buried in 1928. He is buried at the Montgomery Cemetary near Summit Ms. The Montgomery Baptist church was started in 1893 and its where my mom and dad went to church.