November 7, 2005 Dear Friends, Two months ago today, we arrived in Wisconsin. To be certain, we never expected such a wild ride. On Sunday, August 28, 2005, we drove from our home in the suburbs of New Orleans to what we expected to be part of the accepted routine of hurricane evacuation. We left, along with many others, in an orderly fashion on Louisiana’s premiere use of the contra flow, a method of travel in which all lanes of the interstate are turned outbound. We moved slowly and silently, only the vast expanse of red taillights ahead of us. It is a visual that haunts my memory. My mother, dog, and I were taken in by a dear friend in Chicago the first week. The following week, we headed North. We’ve been very fortunate to have many dear friends these days to take us in. Many others offered homes, storage, gifts, clothes, furniture, food and support. It’s all been so overwhelming. And so appreciated. When we arrived, we weren’t certain what happened and what the future would hold....