the victims

These two people were friends of a friend. I didn't know them well, but I saw them at parties and so forth.

This morning the wife was murdered by someone who broke into their home. The husband, a doctor who ran a community health clinic, was shot several times. Their two-year-old saw the whole thing.

They had evacuated to South Carolina and only came back in August. They had a long debate about whether to come back. The wife was the one who was really for it.

You can't do any good for New Orleans if you get killed just trying to live here.

In the photo, she looks a little bit like me. We have the same initials. Which makes it a little bit harder to maintain the illusion that this couldn't happen to me. That it only happens to other people who somehow do something foolish to provoke it. The foolish provocation was coming back to this city.