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Jett Superior laid this on you on || September 1, 2005 || 10:41 am

crunch time

One thing I’ve been hesitant to mention is that I have a sister down in the thick of all this mess. She is a nurse and was working her regular shift in southern Mississippi when everything started. They locked down the hospital, and she watched as windows exploded one by one. Since then, she has been busy caring for people, and unable (she is spirited and likely ‘unwilling’ is a better term) to leave.

She has two teenaged sons (eighteen and sixteen) and a toddler (two, with very squishy cheeks!) who are being very capably cared for by my brother-in-law, but he has Lupus, the symptoms of which are exacerbated by stress and lack of rest.

My momma just left me a voice mail saying that they were headed down there. I called back, and daddy said that they were running out of food, there’s none available, and that the generator will soon be useless for lack of fuel. Obviously, there is none for purchase and they’ve drained their vehicles. My nephew has a dirt bike and a four-wheeler; they are leaving the fuel untouched in those in case there is a medical or some other emergency.

My sister laughed when she told me this yesterday. “IN CASE OF EMERGENCY, BETH. DIG THAT.” There was a hard edge to her laughter, but the sound of genuine mirth came forth, as well. We Superiors are strong in two areas: We have hearty senses of humor and hard-planed righteous anger. We were built for national disasters, it seems.

So momma and daddy are off to purchase five-gallon gas cans and get them filled willy-nilly before the expected additional surge in pricing. They have to purchase groceries for ten people for ten days, as well. I offered to shop for them and meet them on the road somewhere so that they could get going, but dad said no and Southern girls listen to their daddies. His logic says that if there is another trip needed, I should conserve our resources so that we can take turns.

It is going to be a long haul. I cannot get away from the pressing need to help, but in a physical sense rather than a monetary one. I don’t have much, but I want to put to use what I’ve got.

pee ess….Hurricaid. Good shtuff.

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  1. MerryMadMonk 9.1.2005

    I posted a list of Mississippi highway/road closures that I got from the “Hattiesburg American”.

    I know you’re a Marine Corps family and will pack out accordingly, but don’t forget to take a thunderstick. I wouldn’t travel anywhere in those areas without one. For now anyway. Looting and other bad stuff is not confined to New Orleans.

    Hell, a brother shot his sister dead in Hattiesburg over a bag of ice. Some crazy shit going on in those parts.

  2. MerryMadMonk 9.1.2005

    Btw, I don’t recall you saying that your leg is healed. Sorry if I missed the update. But even if it’s healed, you gotta be careful with it for awhile, huh? Not humping around broken trees and broken glass and well, broken everything. Then again, if you’re still wearing the VARLB (with soundFX device), it’d probably make the bad guys think the Feds had sent in RoboCop.

    So how’s the leg, really?

  3. Jettomatika 9.1.2005

    I know, I know….

    I just got off the phone with momma; they were asking about martial law declaration, curfews and such. I had just clicked onto your site and told them with alarm that much of their planned route is technically closed. The last information received travelwise was from my brother-in-law late this morning.

    They are aware of people’s gross idiocy. And my daddy did three tours of ‘Nam in the Brownwater Navy. He knows about having his ass in a tight and has an uncanny knack for surviving same. I don’t doubt that they are BOTH locked and loaded. They are pressing on in hopes that official-type people will let them pass because they have supplies for 10+ people.

    Regardless, I am worried, even though I’m not much of a worrier.

    AND, I still walk like a gimp. I have been going without the brace longer and longer at a stretch, but there is still swelling and pain. I just shrug past it because you gotta do what you gotta do. If/When I load up to do relief work, the brace will go with me. As will a pistol.

    My husband asked if I might feel conflicted about mission work while armed. I rattled off my already-prepared spiel:

    “I’m on a mission from God. He says to use force if I have to.”

  4. Anonymous 9.1.2005

    That is delivered, of course, with a barrel placed on or around the tip of any threatening party’s nose.


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