7″ x 9″

My husband and I moved away from New Orleans the year before Katrina hit, so I closely followed the stories of survivors on the radio afterwards. One man in Pearlington, Mississippi said that he spent the night in a tree while the water rose around him. I was thinking about all the culture and traditions that risked being lost as people dispersed, and about the importance of oral tradition. Recordings might be destroyed, but the music still exists.


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