A new entry in Samantha Perez's Hurricane Journal
Monday, July 3, 6:44 p.m., St. Bernard, Louisiana
Before — before the hurricane — things were different.
Everyone looked forward to July because it was so special to all of us. Almost every weekend during the summer, I would spend at the camp we had in the Violet Canal, but the Fourth of July was different. The water was different then. The water was alive that day. It was bright and it was smiling because my entire family and the people raised as my family were out on that water, cooking things on the grill and laughing.
The Fourth of July was my favorite time of the year. It meant an entire week with my cousins and my aunts with their amazing stories to tell and my uncles who give my family its magic.
Read on by clicking here: "Lost freedom on the Fourth of July"
And be sure to check back on Tuesday, when Perez weighs in on the first anniversary of the devastating storm.
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