After Katrina, with a large part of the City of New Orleans wet to the hips, the fact is that many people did not want to participate in the ‘clean-up’. I know this sounds incredible, after all, in my life, when s#*t happens, Ben and I clean it up. This includes houses, and neighborhoods, and kids.
Any who…. there were whole neighborhoods of individuals that felt the job was too big, or too hard, or somebody else’s problem. I once heard a man expressing his shock that the the local, state, and federal government asked him (and his neighbors) to participate. To come back- and help. He wasn’t going to rake out debris from under his house, or fix his fence, or shovel wet books from his local elementary school. He didn’t care about his belongings because he figured he’d get a check to replace them, and he’d get better. So he waited to return. And ya know what? Somebody else showed up and took his place. And those people were the Vietnamese and the Mexicans. They have rebuilt our city. They have started a ‘Can Do’ revolution (supplying restaurants with fresh produce and houses with repaired roofs), and it’s glorious, and appreciated, and powerful.
|Vietnamese alley gardens (in New Orleans East), supply the
Vietnamese Farmers Market, every Sat. 6am-9am at
14401 Alcee Fortier Blvd