Unfortunately my occupation at the time did not lend itself to allowing me to go down there, but my roomate at the time did, and I gave him $100 for gas and supplies to get down there, and covered his rent for 3 months while he was down there helping out. Was it all that I would have liked to have been able to do? No. But then again, while I was working I was paying taxes to the government that sponsors this think called the Federal Emergency Management Agency that is supposed to take care of that shit for me. Of course, our idiot president appointed a horse show administrator to head said organization…