The Presbytere building is the home of the Hurricane Katrina museum. August of 2005 was a big month for me. I moved to a new town and started high school. August 2005 was also the month that the catastrophic Hurricane Katrina hit the city of New Orleans. I remember my Health Education teacher telling our class that a big hurricane was coming towards the US and was headed for New Orleans. At the time, being a young high schooler, I had no idea the significance of the storm that was about to forever change our country. For what felt like months afterwards all I saw on the news was more stories of Katrina and the aftermath. At the time I thought our government and other agencies had rushed to the rescue and helped the city to recover. After visiting the Katrina museum at the Presbytere, I shockingly learned the tragic truth.
The people of New Orleans were left for days without electricity, water, food, and any sense of hope. Our government did not work together to get these people out and media stories lied saying people had gotten out when in reality they were very much still trapped. New Orleans survived thanks to many of their own citizens. Brave men and women of the city worked together doing whatever they could to help each other in each and every way you could think of. From saving people from drowning to cooking meals for those without food, a city was able to come together in the worst situation imaginable. After visiting this museum I have an extraordinary amount of respect for this city and the people in it.
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