STILL HERE
Still Here
Earl Slaughter
�he water was rising about three feet an hour,�recalls Earl Slaughter, 49, who barely escaped death as floodwaters sent him to the roof of his mother� one-story house in the 9th ward. As night fell on New Orleans, he hid as much of his lank body as possible in an ice chest, trying to maintain a grip on the roof� peak while protecting himself from the chill of the turgid waters and wind. He stands before a placid lake an apartment complex in Denton. But with no job prospects, he asks the same question he did that night. � don� know how I� going to make it.�Denton, Texas 11.05
