We tried to keep the day light and enjoyed meeting each other, finding out where we lived on the Peninsula in pre-Ike days and where we now live or "stay," in many cases. All are waiting on insurance to make its statement and most fear what it will be.
There are some really good folks who simply love the beach, fishing, water sports and each other. One man, Patric Kahla, now residing in San Antonio, is from the oldest family I've found recorded history on in Peninsula heritage. His ancestors have been on Bolivar since the late 1700s and early 1800s. He brought with him yesterday a few items for us to share. His brother had been cleaning out a 125-year-old family home and found deed books, marriage licenses, plats drawn in pencil and by hand, and maps that date to before the Intracoastal Canal was ever dug. Land came in "sections" and "leagues" and I could hardly believe what it sold for in those days.
Ted and I are fine - Just find waiting is very hard work. We met with the Governor's State Manager for Emergency Disaster Relief on Friday and have another appointment with her this afternoon at 2. She's a sharp cookie, very intelligent, a go-getter, and really seems to care about the residents of Bolivar Peninsula. We're hoping to secure some immediate help for these dear folks who are hurting and have many needs. We also formed, or agreed to use, a non-profit corporation (all legal and above board) that a member of our group had to start some fund raising efforts to help meet these needs. People who have been using their own money to live in hotels/motels/apartments/condos are now running out and don't know what to do. I don't have all the details, but will post when I do. One man in our group made up a t-shirt, had them printed and sold the first batch yesterday toward this effort. And one of our volunteer fire departments received a $70,000 grant so we are on our way with some positive ideas and a bit of hope.
Until the next page turns,
Brenda
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