By Eric Mansfield

The nation is marking the two year anniversary of the worst natural disaster to date in the nation's history. Two years ago, Hurricane Katrina, moved ashore laying waste to New Orleans and the Gulf Coast. (
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Channel 3 anchor/reporter Eric Mansfield was deployed to the region immediately following the storm's wrath. On this two year anniversary he shares his thoughts and memories.
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I've never seen anything like what I saw in Mississippi and Louisiana two years ago. Not in my tour of duty in Iraq, not in my reporting assignments on other disasters, nothing comes close. This was absolute destruction.
I was in the Akron newsroom when the call came in that I was to report to Dayton and fly out immediately with an advanced leadership team from Ohio. We would need to be on the ground in Shelby, Mississippi, immediately, to make way for thousands of other National Guard troops who would flood the region in 72 hours time.
Our military C-130 couldn't land near Shelby because there wasn't power for runway lights and it was getting dark on our approach. We were diverted northeast to another airfield. A bus picked us up and we headed toward the coast. The bus driver warned us immediately that it we were delayed even for a few minutes, we'd likely run out of gas and be stuck in the Mississippi wilderness. I knew right then, that despair was upon us.
I remember doing double takes after seeing cars stuck in trees like a scene from "Harry Potter". I couldn't believe that a boat was wedged into a fast food drive-thru about five miles from the ocean. I remember driving around roofs that were in the middle of the road but no homes in sight.
One of the great untold stories is that Ohio National Guard soldiers were the first troops to reach the Superdome. Members of D-148th Infantry Co. from North Canton arrived in Mississippi just long enough for us to put them on choppers and deliver them to the Superdome under the cover of darkness. I was not with them, but those who were there say the crowds at the Superdome were unlike any they'd ever seen. Eventually, active duty troops arrived and local police returned, but when the Superdome was at its worst, it was Ohio boys who were first to help.
One of my jobs was to take part in a daily briefing among all responding agencies in Hancock, Mississippi, which is right on the Louisiana-Mississippi border. It's unusual for the military to be a participant rather than being totally in charge. The meeting was absolute chaos. Some of the agency leaders were becoming casualties themselves because of a lack of water. None of the groups could communicate with each other, so the meetings became gripe sessions about what worked and what didn't and who had endured the most damage. The other military officers with me just shook our heads in disbelief that when our country was in dire need of help, the heads of support agencies weren't working together.
The locals near Camp Shelby and later Stennis Airfield were just in shock. On my first day on the ground, I pulled my Hummer into a gas station to ask for directions. I didn't realize until I got out of my vehicle that all of the people at that station were stranded without fuel. Most had been living in their cars for 48 hours.
A screaming woman physically put her hands on my uniform and begged me for gas so she could keep heading north with her kids. She also asked for food. Others who were close by closed in on my driver and me. For a few seconds, I thought we were going to have a riot because our Hummer was the only vehicle running. We were also the first military folks they'd seen and they were sure we were there to help.
I promised the crowd that I would talk to the military about getting help out to their station, but I couldn't guarantee it would come soon. Fortunately, they let us go without a fight. I couldn't believe that these were American citizens and that the destruction around us was even still the United States.
We set up emergency ration supply points in the parking lots of local churches and malls. We used our Military Police and Infantry troops to search houses for the dead and injured while conducting night patrols for looting. We used our transportation folks to take whatever rations were arriving from across the country and start delivering them to the ration points. At times, survivors would just show up at the command tents begging for food. We gave them everything we had.
A few days after we arrived, I tagged along as choppers took more of our infantry soldiers into the northern portions of Louisiana. I was able to snap off quite a few pictures from inside a Chinook.
I was overwhelmed by the line of destruction. From the air, I could look for miles in each direction and not find one house still standing. I saw several churches completely gone but their crosses still standing. Thousands of trees were snapped off and down across homes and roads. It just looked like a bomb went off. The bridges were in pieces at best.
I met some amazing people during those days along the coast. The one who stands out the most is a little old guy who stayed in his home and rode out the storm. He'd stayed through Hurricane Betsy decades ago. He owned a shoe store and just refused to leave it. I remember him saying, "If Wal-Mart didn't chase me out of here, no storm will."
Eventually, larger amounts of food and water arrived and we developed routines for delivering rations to the survivors. As I left a few weeks later to return to Ohio, I couldn't imagine that Mississippi or Louisiana would ever look the same. I couldn't imagine that some of the neighborhoods would ever be livable again.
Still, the people made a lasting impression, and I remember thinking that if a disaster like this hit Northeast Ohio, I'm sure the men and women of the Gulf Coast would gladly fly north to repay the favor.
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