We were affected too.

Miss Ann, the epitome of a indepent strong southern woman, was who we were working for this week. Today we heard her survival story of Huricane Camille. The day of the storm she received a phone call from the handicap man she took care of. His house was better equipped to withstand the storm. So Miss Ann hopped in her self-proclaimed "hoopdy" with her only son and two nieces and went to her friend's house during the evacutation. When they arrived the water was waist-deep. The murky black abyss of sea water was described as "the entire ocean being dumped over in the house." To the escape the increasingly rising water Miss Ann and her family and friend hastily splashed to the attic. Her son found a rusty piece of iron carved a measly hole in the ceiling so they could breathe. The whole group continued to pray to God as the water rose within inches of the attic. Miss Ann attributes her survival to the Lord along with her current prosperity. After the Hurricane numerous family members, neighbors, clerymen and even strangers helped her get on her feet again after the total demolition of her home. Back Bay Mission with the help of their volunteers worked tiresomely to restore her house. Meeting Miss Ann and having her open up enough to tell her story helped us realize the tangible difference we are making in Biloxi. In return making us appreciate our lives at home. Peace, Love Meeko, Aahahanana, and A Kiss From a Rose.