When I was about 14 Alma and Loyle lived in Louisiana. There was a hurricane called "Camille" that went through Mississippi and lower Louisianna areas. It went p streets close to where they lived. Mom and Marsha and Leesa went there for a vacation before it happened and then when I was 16 we went down there for New Years (ad, Mom, Stan and I) and went past the streets where the damage had been done. Mom time and time again commented how it had all changed so much since the stores and things that she had remembered from the earlier trip were totally gone. One side of the street would be the same while the other was wiped clean.
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