February 2011

Two in the afternoon, 38 degrees and a blustery southern wind pushed Katy and I to play a little cleanup.  A brutal winter by New Orleans standards forced the Abandoned Building team out of our normal routine of searching dilapidated houses and into the emergency...

By Cain Burdeau, Associated Press NEW ORLEANS — The dark blue rescue van pulls up in front of a sad shell of a house, a few blocks from the police station and criminal court. It's turning into a cold January night. Slipping on gloves, social workers Mike...

Last week the sleeve of Eve’s donated down jacket showed a mixture of burned feathers and melted nylon. She reeked of the kind of smoke we usually associate with good times around the campfire – only we knew it was nothing of the sort. The...