So I tried to leave New Orleans today at 12:30 pm but after 4 hours of driving I had only made it 15 miles. I was alone and tired so I decided the safe play was to return. It’s kind of sad when the ‘safe play’ is to go back and wait to be pounded by the gnashing fury of a Category 5 hurricane.
“Go to a shelter! Get out of there!” I pleaded on an early morning phone call. She said she’d consider it, but I’m doubtful. Likewise, my 72-year-old father, a lifelong Morgan City, La., resident, was also slow to make evacuation plans despite my urging.