PLEASE HELP: webmaster stranded/broke/thirsty/hungry from Katrina hurricane!

my dad and step mother are in sarasota. dont know how far away that is from MISS.

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atleast they got out while the gettin was still possible

Wish i could help...hope it works out for them

Little bump for a little help.

don't webmasters have bank accounts? if you lost everything you'd still be able to get to your money in the bank regardless if you have your wallet or not.

donate to the red cross instead

Bumping to help out!

i haven't heard fron fantc since they made it to his cousin's house (apparently late this afternoon). no doubt they are chilling. if ANYONE hears from them before i do, please have him get in touch with me asap, i have some important information for him and i also need to know if he has an epassporte account, as several people want to send money via that method. i will also get additional info should anyone want to send via western union. so far, at least one webmaster wants to go that route, as it is very fast.

AND ---> for the person who asked the question: "don't they have a bank account?" yes, they do, but they need money to help them rebuild their lives, as they lliterally lost everything. if you have so much money that YOU could handle such a severe loss, then step up to the plate and donate some of your "wealth" to them. FORGIVE ME FOR BEING (a bit) HARSH, here, but i have been at this for several days (as have others), trying to get them assistance. as far as donating to the red cross, there are several avenues to pursue on that one, and that is all well and good! however, there are MANY of us also concerned with helping members of OUR webmaster community that have done so much in the past to help others.

One other issue is if they didn't get cash from that bank account they would still be screwed right now. No electricity in that area means no banks are open or gas stations can pump gas or any way to get to that money.

I wish I could have done more.

Personally, I believe in helping our own first... then going to the Red Cross.

Might want to try http://katrina.earthlink.net

Take care,
Steve

Thanks Smokey. Unfortunately if you check out the story, the fellow stayed at his job at the hotel and then split. Looks like he should have stayed. It's a tight community down there and back in upstate NY where they come from their folks are worried. I don't know them but us NYorkers stick together.

gregb: the very minute i hear from mark and carol, i will ask carol about your friends, i PROMISE! i am most certain they are exhausted from their nightmare (which will contintue for awhile). i will get ANY info to you asap.

i thank EVERYBODY for your continued help and donations!

Yes, we live about an hour northwest of New Orleans so we sustained no damage to our home but did lose power. So, we're in central Florida until our power is restored.

this thread worth a bump

I'm sorry I haven't made more of a presence in this thread today but it's been exhausting trying to organize things, do my normal work, begin a resource site for missing persons, run food donations to all the local refugee centers (which are filling up so quickly) and still take care of family.

I did want to take time to give a heartfelt thank you to all that have helped and offered help in this nightmarish adventure. Chase and others we will be sure to pass along all the offers for Mark to look at. I'm sure having a safe place to sleep is a comfort but their location is a temporary haven from which they can make serious decisions. Thanks to each and every single one of you

Ben, Xpays .. warmest thanks for your sincere kindness

Smokey I'm so glad your friends/family are safe yet my heart aches for their losses.

Greg, we will continue to try every avenue to help you find them .. its truly hell on earth not knowing if loved ones are alive and needing help somewhere.

Mr Lenny & Mrs Lenny - again, we are so relieved to hear you are safe *warm hugs*

Kathy, linkster, jimmy and everyone else who has partnered with us, what can I say, THIS is what the word 'community' means

Pornsters ROCK! ; )

thanks for the bumps too everyone!!

i'm with vicki, thanks to you all, MORE than you know! mark and carol will have to weigh their options. they will STILL need our assistance. i'll do my best to keep everyone updated as soon as i hear from them.

lenny...you're alive.....good....you need to respond to http://www.gofuckyourself.com/showth...ghlight=lenny2 posted by chase....sure somewhere down there vvvvv you'll respond to chase since he posred up there ^^^^ and you'll answer this question somewhere before you read this, but will ask snyway....where did you ride HELL out??? Where are you now??? Are and your wife OK??? inquiring minds want to know...even though you are probably asking "who the Hell is this silly bitch?" glad you're back where ever you are....

I wish them better luck!

I dont have a paypal account, so I need a epassporte to send money too.

Keeping this one alive.

EPassporte info please when it comes to pass... I'm in to help out with what I can.

Best wishes to all affected.

Okay, good news, the Steiner's are safe and wow what a story they tell:

http://poughkeepsiejournal.com/apps/...EWS01/50903004

bump.... cash sent to Mark....


US adult webmaster have to stick together.

Thanks, Vicki.

Please forgive me if info has been posted already but do they have an epassporte account and the necessary means to withdraw funds? We would like to contribute. Any info would be appreciated. Thanks!

Hi sweetginger, this is Lenny's wife. Thank you for your concern. We greatly appreciate it. We're both doing extremely well. Lenny posted this thread as soon as were able to get online.

http://www.gofuckyourself.com/showthread.php?t=511278

We live approximately an hour northwest of New Orleans and got some wind and rain but sustained no damage to our home. We lost power so we decided to pack up the computers and drive to Central Florida to my mother-in-law's house. Of course, the trip that would have normally taken 12 hours took 18-19 instead.

We hope that others in the area were as lucky as we were.

posted a bigger response on the thread you gave me above....I'm so glad you and lenny are ok and safe....

here is a bumb to keep it at the top

Just an FYI - the Beau Rivage is doing an incredible amount of things to help their employees (not sure if that was the casino she worked for but I noticed someone else mentioned them). Lots of info on their site: http://www.beaurivage.com/ as well as an employee locator database.

Thought that might help!

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I typed this hastily upon arriving in Missouri.
Not alot has changed since.

The night before the storm, we sat watching and waiting on the storm and powr outages that we coastians tend to get occasionally.
I sat there smoking dope and mentally strenthening myself for the typical evacuation, followed by a day or 2 of no power. I was talking on ICQ to karla and hermit and Lowry and readying myself and stood sure that we would ride it out at home, as our place was stucco and block and had stood Camille in 69 and prolly many before and after her wrath.
Well, as Katrina drew closer the evac orders were more and more stern and I watched as the bitch got bigger and badder, yet still was only going to graze us. Steve called and said that his girlfriends dad had demanded that we come up to the country to ride it with them. I declined the offer, believing that we'd be fine, yet changed my mind when the storm drew closer, fearing the damage we'd sustain from the massive trees that grew in our yard. I called back and my friend had decided to pull his invite, but I told him I was coming up there and if it was a problem I'd just make him the first pre storm casualty..
We left a couple of hours before the deadline to get out, driving the 20 or so miles north into the boonies in 50 -60 mph winds, trees and stuff beginning to fly thru the air.
That night we waited on the storm sitting out on the porch and smoking dope as we watched the winds increase and the proverbial shit hit the fan.
The winds had kicked up to about 120 or so and I talked briefly on the phone, assured that everything was gonna be just hunky friggin dory.
Several bowls later, the storm tore us up out there too, killing power and we watched trees snapping and dropping around us until things slacked off many hours later.
The old man whose house we were at headed outside with the wind still cranking about 70 and started gathering up pieces of his roof...mainly the crown molding from the roof and told me to grab a ladder. In the killer winds, the old man and I climbed up on the roof and patched it as we were being blown like theres no tomorrow and pelted with horizontal rain. I was blown off the roof twice, but we got the thing patched and stopped the flood in the kitchen.
Several hours later, the storm was over to our knowledge and the country folks were out starting to clear trees and shit off roads to make travel easier, or rather possible. The old man and I rode to Gulfport to find his son that was MIA. We got to his neighborhood and the sheer devestation there and the whole route to the area simply floored me. That was when the tears began.
We found people wandering the streets, wading water, and looking terribly lost and confused and tried to get info from them, but the shock had set in and everyone was quite numbed.
We got to the old mans sons house after hiking miles thru fallen trees and power lines and passed many bodies on the roads in ditches and some in trees and scattered body parts littering the area too. The house was totalled, mud and water filling every room, and no signs of life anywhere. The old man nearly lost his mind right there but said we were going to prowl around and hunt other places. As we headed back to his truck we came upon a house that had been simply shifted off it's foundation and moved about 50 feet down the road. That's when the stench hit...that unforgettable smell of death.
There was an old man and other people trying to get in the shifted house so we stopped to assist them in any way we could. They were looking for the old ladies that lived in the house. After a half hour I was able to squeeze thru a busted window and pull one out. She had apparently drowned in the flood waters. We helped get her body out and in a decent spot to await the crews collecting the dead.
That night we slept in the heat, 98 degrees with 100% humidity and zero circulation of air. The old guy had a gas grill and pulled out a roast and sliced it to grill meat to eat with the crackers we had. The gas ran out before cooking was complete, blood ran out the side of my mouth as I ate. I ignored it and chewed it the best I could, that was the first food I had had in the two days we had been out there, and I was starving.
Shortly before sundown, Carol and I and Sugar and Itty loaded up and tried to get back home to survey damages at our house. We made the 20 mile or so trip in a matter of a couple of hours, winding off the road to avoid the trees and poles and power lines and general debris.
In Long Beach, we noticed that every crossing over the railroad tracks was guarded by police. I stopped to ask if we could go check our house and was informed that the police had no say, that the entire coast was under martial law and total control of the US military. Choppers and military transports roared through the sky and down what roads were passable, so we rode around a while looking at what was once the most glorious place on the planet to live....now in total devestation!
We drove along railroad street east and west just along the tracks and looked south down the roads, where you would normally see the waters of the gulf of mexico at the ends, now all that could be seen was rubble.
I saw several roads that had boxcars from trains sitting across the roads and atop homes... further down, I saw a barge resting atop an entire block of homes.

The smell of death and rotten flesh filled the air, as 40 tons of chicken had scattered across a few miles of Gulfport, mixing with the smell of death and natural gas leaks,A million pounds of shrimp had been spilled too. The stench burned through everything, stinging my eyes that still poured tears as they had for a couple of days.
I saw a friend I had lived next door to a year or so ago and stopped to check on him. He told his tale of stepping out of his apartment into water chin deep and watching his car float away. He had been forced to swim to the nearest main road fom his apartment and then a few blocks north to the tracks and higher ground. Within 15 minutes of his evacuation, the apartments were crushed by the surge, killing 19 other folks that had stayed there.We made sure he had a place to stay and moved on, running across many other friends that had lost everything too, and were camping in yards along the roadway. I tried to cross the tracks and walk the block or 2 to my house and was drawn on by Nat'l Guardsmen with M16s, so I got my ass back out the way. The area south of the tracks was totally off limits as they did body search and search and rescue missions. It seems there were hundreds of dead expected to be found in my neighborhood
We camped in Steves parents yard that night and ate 3 generic ritz crackers and a swallow of water each that night... supplies were pretty well gone. The next day Steve called his parents house and said they had gotten a generator and food etc delivered that night up in the country.
We headed back that way, and had a delicious meal of potted meat and stale crackers again, but got to watch the news on the lil emergency tv. No gas, no food, no water, no ice anywhere within 150 miles. The generator was running low on gas, so Steve and Lisa headed out to go find some-in Florida. They drove north thru Ms, across Ala into Fla, then back. Before leaving, they tried to talk me out of my credit card and all cash to pitch in. I had refused, not planning on being there long and needing everything I had. They returned the next day with 2 bags of crackers and shit and about 25 gallons of gas...which they claimed had cost 900 bux,but I later learned had been given to them by family.The 900 had been spent on their habit. Steve informed me that he'd sell me gas to get out " if the price was right", to which I told him to go fuck himself slowly.
Later in the day the old man "gave" me 2 gallons of gas, bringing our tank up to a quarter... with only 500 miles to go.
I paid the old man 20 bucks for the 2 gallons of gas and we loaded up our cats and crackers and headed north.
We got as far as 40 miles South of Jackson Ms and saw a gas line.hot damn,we'll have gas and food and get to run the AC! right? 4 hours later we learned that not only was there gas, but there was no plan on getting any for a few days or weeks, and the power was still out. We bought a hot gatorade and split it to wash down a cracker or 2 and pulled out heading north, just hoping to get to somewhere safe before we ran out...I had an 1/8th of a tank now, having wasted an 8th to get this far.
About 20 miles down the road we found a station, roughly 20 miles south of Jackson and got in line,at least 2 miles long. A few hours later we got way up close, as the line was gone,there was no power or gas.
I pulled to the side in a parking lot and set up a spot to camp, close to bushes so we could at least potty in private and we began our wait.Some guys pulled in the lot and gave us 4 bottled waters before they left... water that probably saved my cat's lives, as they were dehydrated and getting very sick. The gas wait ended after 15 hours and finally, we had gas and could run the AC.
About 9 or 10 hours later we managed to get here in Missouri, after recieving a call from Linkster offering aid, and still have no clue whats left of our house if anything.
When we left hastily, we grabbed 2 changes of clothes each and the clothes we had on, our towers and monitors, and mice and keyboards and the cats and their food and litter box... that's what we currently know we own, until we can find out more about our house.
I called the police at home and they still have zero say or knowledge of anything, as the military still controls the city. From what we can gather from news and friends that are still down there or evaced elsewhere, we have about a 3% chance of having anything left.
As for now, we are in standby mode trying to decide where we go from here... FEMA isn't doing shit for us, Red Cross has blown us off and every other aid program directs us to them. The only aid we have gotten is through the generosity of the adult webmaster community.
I just know I want to go home. We had a lil stray cat named Bert that I let in the house before we left to keep him from dying in the storm and I'm afraid he might not have made it. Again, I don't know, as we can't get info on our house.
We had just met the people that moved in across the street from us as we were loading up to leave. The man and his wife and 4 kids, several dogs, cats and birds were planning on staying because the shelters refuse to let animals in. I fear for their safety as well.
Over the past couple of days, we learned that Bert the cat was not found in our house, which stood, but suffered extreme water damage. Other than that, we are playing the waiting game for further news about our house etc.


Thank you one and all!

as you ALL know (by now) since his ordeal began, vicki and i have been working extremely hard on getting donations and assistance for mark (fantc) and carol. his paypal address is [email protected]. all dontations will be appreciated and are definitely needed for them to rebuild their shattered lives. he is having difficulty with his epassporte addy, but i will privately give you his westen union information, so you may wire ANY funds you can spare to his location from ANYWHERE in the world. my icq is: 328-598-121. please feel free to contact me, or send him paypal direct. thank you all! and for those who have already donated, thank you from the bottom of my heart!

It's not much but check your paypal - just sent you something FanTC.

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Did they have renters insurance? Just curious , if they do it will replace most of the stuff. Glad you made it out safe.

Some $$$ sent for you. What a horrible experience.

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man I hope everything turns out good for you guys...