I remember when I was leaving new orleans, friday after the storm it was. we we're walking…
I remember when I was leaving new orleans, friday after the storm it was. we we're walking across the crescent city connection. (come to find out a few friends tried not long after us and they were shot at). I thought to myself, "good-by new orleans, i hope i never see you again." I was back 4 weeks later, broken ankle and all, and i still wonder to this day, why i'm here.