Ricky Guillot

Paul, I am sorry but I can’t make it this year. I am still trying to put things back together here in New Orleans. We are having a rough time here. It seems like we are taking two steps backwards every time the government tries to give us one step forward. It seems like every time Bush does something for us the Democrats take it away and push us backwards. Hope you guys have a good time and have plenty of laughs. R. A. “Cookie” Guillot

Hurricane Rita

Just when we thought we had had enough,
Along came Rita in the rough.

Like all before, she started out as nothing,
Came into the Gulf of Mexico, and became something.

The Big Easy was just drained,
When we saw Rita we were much pained.

They patched the levee break,
Which was a piece of cake.

But with another storm coming in,
We were afraid of another of natures sin.

Rita passed the city, to the South,
And flooded the Ninth Ward again, like a punch in the mouth.

Rita followed Katrina’s path,
And had built to a healthy wrath.

It looked like Galveston was on the roast,
But she turned and headed for the Louisiana coast.

Rita was making her run to become a category five,
We all saw her and knew that she was quite alive.

Rita hit Lake Charles as a category three,
And she was still strong enough to toddle the biggest tree.

Lake Charles will never be the same,
But, don’t count them out, they got game.

FEMA and the Red Cross scrambled,
Now there were two locations mangled.

Louisiana has been hit hard this year,
But the people here are survivors it’s clear.

Here we are, and here we are going to stay,
No matter what comes our way.

R. A. Guillot
September 2005

Elmer,

Thanks for letting everyone know I am still above ground. I guess Davy Jones isn’t ready to claim me yet. I am back in the Big Easy and back to work in New Orleans Airport tomorrow morning. My apartment is alright . The looters knocked my door in, but my apt complex replaced it already. The bad guys only wanted the electronics, my bed room set, and my jewlery. They were nice enough to leave me some furniture. Right now I am using the computer at work that was set up for Avis employee use in the New Orleans Airport.

I was getting quite tired of living in a rented car. I have been sleeping in my rental car since Katrina hit New Orleans. Tonight will be the first time I get to spend at home and sleeping on the floor sounds good after what I just went through. I also have all my clothes so now I have more than three changes of clothes to wear. Noone in the New Orleans area went unscathed by Katrina, she was hard on us all and harder on most than you would ever understand.

I also lost my only vehicle. It did alright with the storm. I left it on high ground at the airport. It was on the highest ground in all of New Orleans. The problem was that the Army wanted the ground my vehicle was occuping. So in true form of the U S Army, they attacked with predjudice. They broke in my driver side window only to find my vehicl;e would not go into neutral unless the key is in the on position. They didn’t let that bother them, because they are the Army and they can overcome any obsticale. So they just bulldosed it out of their way. It must have been so important this was done that by the time I found out what had happened they had already done what ever it was I was in the way of and decided to park their vehicles in a different section of the parking lot and where I was park was now completly empty. So now I am without a vehicle. I can’t rent a car from my company for ever because I am working just to rent cars. i don’t know what to do. I am almost completly wipped out.

I would go to Scotland and live with my children, but I need to stay here to care for my Mother. She is 84 years old and I need to spend her last years with her. I already missed so many years while spending over twenty years in the Navy.

Thanks again for you post
Ricky

I guess we missed another storm and survived Hurricane Cindy. here is something I wrote about her during the night of the storm.

Hail! Hail! Here comes Cindy,
She is quite windy.
For a tropical storm she is very small,
So we didn’t have too much of a ball.
We begged her to go away,
But all she did was lean and sway.
Cindy visited Grand Isle,
And she had a little style.
She came into N’Orleans,
And she was just crawlin’.
It turned out Cindy was a little mad,
After the weather man lied about her so bad.
Cindy went over the Lake,
With just a little shake.
She then went to Mississippi State,
Because they were on her slate.
Although she began with a little windy swirl,
It turned out she was just a little Cindy girl.

R. A. Guillot

Paul, How long does it take after you post a picture for it to show up? Also, when will the fliers about the reunion come in. I haven’t seen anything on it yet. Did someone lose my mailing address?

GO NAVY!! That’s the way to beat Army!!

Guys,

We are getting ready for Ivan to hit the coast here in Louisiana. All the Gators and nutra are running for higfh ground. I am going to work and keep watch over the shop. As usual when I am in the line of danger again. I can’t help myself, it just happens that way. So what do I think of Ivan the Hurricane,just read on.

I knew Ivan when he was just a little blow,
I kicked him in the but and said don’t you come here no mo’.

Ivan said he would just wait,
and come back when he was tall and straight.

So he came over to scrape the Caribbean’s,
And he also ran by the Cubans.

He tried to come to The Big Easy,
But Ivan was just a little too sleazy.

So I kicked him again and sent Ivan east to Bamy,
We told him it was time for him to visit his Mamy.