Washington High School, Portland OR. 2005.

Six years ago, I unfolded cots at a closed down high school in South East Portland in preparation for (what would ultimately be a trickle of) evacuees fleeing the destruction in New Orleans. These days, that school is the sight of dog walking and a performance art festival. As I write this, every news outlet in the country is obsessing over NYC’s closed subways. Meanwhile, there are still destroyed neighborhoods and unidentified bodies in South Louisiana.