I went to a baby shower for my friend Marlo today (who, incidentally, passed her plug right before the party) in St. Bernard Parish (=county) just south of us here in NO. Besides Marlo and the two people who picked me up, I knew one other person in probably 30 total. It so didn't matter.
When I think of people being a community, these people are it. They don't care about color, they don't care that you're not originally from "the parish" or NO or even Louisiana, they don't care if you walk or you don't. Everyone is
chere, everyone gets a hug and a kiss, everyone (even the chick they just met five minutes ago) is community if they're a friend of a friend's friend. Even a little girl whose name I never learned came up and hugged me.
Here's the amazing part -- they're all still in FEMA trailers. The empty lots where houses had to be demolished are overgrown. There are hardly any businesses open. Two years later. These people have every right to be angry or at the very least bitter, but they aren't. They laugh and they hug and they play dopey baby shower games and they eat and they pass their gorgeous babies around for pinches and kisses. It's not all rosy, but they make do -- and they make do with a smile and a hug and a "come back anytime,
chere."
If only more people could spend an afternoon/evening in St. Bernard.