This photo was taken about two weeks ago in front of the house in which the only toddler to die during Katrina drowned. I found his mother the morning after the storm sitting to the right of where those flowers are. The toddler, Matthew, was lying on a stool wrapped in a blanket just behind where those flowers sit. I don't know who put this makeshift memorial in front of the house, but it was put their sometime this year as I have visited the house many times and only saw it for the first time recently. The quote is from a 17th century French priest.
This photo by Joshua Norman