1 Dead in Attic: Post-Katrina Stories

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1 Dead in Attic is a collection of tories by Times-Picayune columnist Chris Rose, recounting the first four harrowing months of life in New Orleans after Katrina. It is a roller coaster ride of observations, commentary, emotions, tragedy and even humor- in a way that only Rose could find in a devastated wasteland.

They are tale of the dying and the living, stories of survivors and believers, stories of hope and betraya. And stories about refrigerators.

With photographs by British photojournalist Charlie Varley, 1 Dead in Attic freeze frames New Orleans caught between an old era and a new, New Orleans in its most desperate time, as it struggled out of floodwaters and willed itself back to life in the spring and early winter of 2005.

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Published December 31st 2005 by Simon & Schuster
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1 Dead in Attic
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158

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We know the historie of buildings and events that have been handed down through oral history.So, when Katrina hit New Orleans and eviscerated it and then flooded it, it not only damaged the physical infrastructure, buildings and history attached to them, it also did the same hing to the psyche of it 's denizens.

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Rose transitions from playing basketball at Wisner Park on the redone Sprite court in the middle of a mess to having his hair cut at a salon on Oak Street.

For over two hundred pages, he 'd been talking about my city, but all of a sudden, he stepped onto my home turf and it hit, well, home.Growing up, my surrogate aunts, those saviors of my awkward adolescence, lived by Wisner Park, so when my boyfriend and I moved, I chose an apartment around the corner from their old house.

Over the severa months we lived in that apartment, I watched Wisner Park rebuild to better than it was before Katrina.

People whose homes faced the park sat on their roof and watched the games and the raccoons.

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hris Rose was a beat reporter at the Times-Picayune when Hurricane Katrina smashed into New Orleans, and in the aftermath he started writing these short columns about how the tow was recovering and how the community was coping; they 're supposed to be snippets of personal commentary rather than journalism per se, which perhaps explains the register.

That is our faith.There 's really two options when writing about very serious and traumatic situations: either you become as dry as humanly possible ( on several occasions I 've sat in newsrooms next to people who were openly sobbing as they typed up their notes, but to read their report you 'd think they were observing what happened from a distant satellite, not covered in blood and shit in the middle of what was happening – and the tory became devastating through that distance); or, you go full gonzo and do a first-person subjective immersion à la Tom Wolfe or Hunter S Thompson.Rose chooses not to attempt the former, and is not reluctan to do the latter because, as he says, he himself suffered nothing more serious that a broken drainpipe on his house.

( Rose in fact became addicted to antidepressants during this eriod and separated from his mother.) Still, I wish there had been a little more journalistic examination of the situation – the class and race issues which Katrina brought into such sharp relief are almost entirely absent here.These columns do make for a revealing snapshot of what a city looks like after a big disaster ( so much of what was in here reminded me of being in Port-au-Prince after the earthquake), with the lin of refrigerators on the treets, the fallen rees, the mell of masonry dust and decomposition, the hair-trigger emotions of everyone left.

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It was also hard for me to read these knowing that at the time of publication Rose and his mother were separating- he reports it in his author 's forward, and one ca n't help feeling that Katrina had something to do with the split.

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His heart rendering account of a mont and a half after is so well written that at times I laughed and others I cried.

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And I was committed.So it was that when I said, " I think we should break up, " I said so knowing that I was meant to go back to the city I never meant to leave in the thir place.

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I really wanted to like this novel.

In the second half, this is n't really a problem, but once Rose starts discussing his own roblems, I found myself trying to remember when certain events took place.3.

And the columns from the immediate aftermath of the storm are a fascining glimpse at life in a ity without rule.One day there 's going to be a great nonfiction book about Katrina.

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