Most touching Hurricane Katrina Story
Tuesday, September 6th, 2005
In the chaos that was Causeway Boulevard, this group of refugees stood
out: a 6-year-old boy walking down the road, holding a 5-month-old,
surrounded by five toddlers who followed him around as if he were their
leader.
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were holding hands. Three of the children were about 2, and one was
wearing only diapers. A 3-year-old girl, who wore colorful barrettes on
the ends of her braids, had her 14-month-old brother in tow. The
6-year-old spoke for all of them, and he told rescuers his name was
Deamonte Love.
Thousands of human stories have flown past relief workers in the
last week, but few have touched them as much as the seven children who
were found wandering together Thursday at an evacuation point in
downtown New Orleans.
In the Baton Rouge headquarters of the rescue operation, paramedics
tried to coax their names out of them; nurses who examined them stayed
up that night, brooding.
Transporting the children alone was "the hardest thing I’ve ever
done in my life, knowing that their parents are either dead" or that
they had been abandoned, said Pat Coveney, a Houston emergency medical
technician who put them into the back of his ambulance and drove them
out of New Orleans.
"It goes back to the same thing," he said. "How did a 6-year-old end up being in charge of six babies?"
Children reported missing
So far, parents displaced by flooding have reported 220 children
missing, but that number is expected to rise, said Mike Kenner of the
National Center for Missing & Exploited Children, which will help
reunite families.
"When my kids were little I used to lose them in Target, so it’s not
hard for me to believe," said Nanette White, press secretary for the
Louisiana Department of Social Services. "Sometimes little kids just
wander off. They’re there one second and you blink and they’re gone."
At the rescue headquarters, Deamonte volunteered his vital
statistics. He said his father was tall and his mother was short. He
gave his address, his phone number and the name of his elementary
school.
He said the 5-month-old was his brother, Darynael, and that two
others were his cousins, Tyreek and Zoria. The other three lived in his
apartment building.
The children were clean and healthy–downright plump in the case of
the infant, said Joyce Miller, a nurse who examined them. It was clear,
she said, that "time had been taken with those kids."
All evening Thursday, volunteer Ron Haynes carried one of the
2-year-old girls back and forth, playing with her until she was calm
enough to eat dinner.
"This baby child was terrified," he said. "After she relaxed, it was gobble, gobble, gobble."
Late the same night, they got an encouraging report: A woman in a
shelter in Thibodaux, about 45 miles west of New Orleans, was searching
for seven children. People in the building started clapping at the
news. But when they got the mother on the phone, it became clear that
she was looking for a different group, said Sharon Howard, assistant
secretary of the office of public health.
"What that made me understand was that this was happening across the state," she said. "That kind of frightened me."
The children were transferred to a shelter operated by the
Department of Social Services, with rooms full of toys and cribs where
mentors from the Big Buddy Program were on hand day and night. For the
next two days, the staff did detective work.
One of the 2-year-olds steadfastly refused to say her name until a
worker took her picture with a digital camera and showed it to her. The
little girl pointed at it and cried out, "Gabby!" One of the boys had a
G printed on his T-shirt when he arrived; when volunteers started
calling him G, they noticed that he responded.
Deamonte began to give more details to Derrick Robertson, a
27-year-old Big Buddy mentor: How he saw his mother cry when he was
loaded onto the helicopter. How he promised her he would take care of
his little brother.
Late Saturday, they found Deamonte’s mother, who was in a
shelter in San Antonio along with the four mothers of the other five
children. Catrina Williams, 26, saw her children’s pictures on a Web
site set up over the weekend by the National Center for Missing &
Exploited Children. By Sunday, a private plane from Angel Flight waited
to take the children to Texas.
In a phone interview, Williams said she is the kind of mother
who doesn’t let her children out of her sight. What happened, she said,
was that her family, trapped in a New Orleans apartment building, began
to feel desperate.
Wrenching moment
The water wasn’t going down, and they had been living without
light, food or air conditioning for four days. The baby needed milk and
the milk was gone. So she decided they would evacuate by helicopter.
When a helicopter arrived, they were told to send the children first
and that the helicopter would be back in 25 minutes.
It was a wrenching moment. Williams’ father, Adrian Love, told her to send the children ahead.
"I told them to go ahead and give them up, because me, I would
give my life for my kids. They should feel the same way," said Love,
48.
The helicopter didn’t come back.
While the children were transported to Baton Rouge, their
parents wound up in Texas. Days passed without contact. On Sunday,
Williams was elated.
"All I know is I just want to see my kids," she said. "Everything else will just fall into place."
At 3 p.m. Sunday, social workers said goodbye to the children
who now had names: Deamonte Love; Darynael Love; Zoria Love and her
brother Tyreek. The girl who cried "Gabby!" was Gabrielle Janae
Alexander. The girl they called Peanut was Degahney Carter. And the boy
whom they called G was actually Lee–Leewood Moore Jr.
The children were strapped into car seats and driven to an
airport for the flight to San Antonio to rejoin their parents. Deamonte
was hanging on to Robertson’s neck so desperately that Robertson
decided, at the last minute, to ride with him as far as Lafayette.
Robertson said he doubted the children would remember much of the evacuation, or the smell of the flooded city.
"I think what’s going to stick with them is that they survived Hurricane Katrina," he said. "And that they were loved."
-taken from Yahoo News