I know for a fact my house is gone.

That's when I realized my house was gone.

We're journalists and we just pack it away. You don't get a special badge of courage for losing your home.

We walked into that conversation and were able to convey that we were in very, very big trouble. We wrote our story, and then we drank champagne.

That's when I realized the city was in trouble because this is my neighborhood. Ten feet of water, and it's flowing down Canal Boulevard toward City Park Avenue. It was not standing water. It was a torrent of water.

We did not anticipate the end of days.