Rider on the storm takes spin through Katrina - Hattiesburg American
We’re going to guess there might be a circumstance or two where one might consider it necessary to get behind the wheel of a Dodge Dynasty during a Category 3 hurricane and actually drive from Point A to Point B. Let’s just say, we do not... Listening to the building call and response initiated by Mother Nature’s daughter, we surrendered our sleep to the storm and lurched toward the adjacent room to heed nature’s universal call. Not long after the power went, the wire for landline telephone (Remember those. At the time, we were covering Southern Miss athletics, and a season-opening football game that eventually would become the regular-season finale was looming. After watching Katrina continue her hokey-pokey-like entrance over the next few hours, we decided the thing to do was make a dash to the Hattiesburg American, then located on Main Street. We know, we know. Prima facie, just a really, really, really bad idea. But living on Mamie Street in the Low Avenues, we were 5 minutes — 8 minutes, tops — from a phone line and, at worst, a backup generator. Source: www.hattiesburgamerican.com
