Any Good Samaritan Storm Stories?

Between hurricanes Katrina and Rita many have had opportunities to offer or receive kindnesses. Do you have any Good Samaitan type stories to share? I'll start with mine.

My wife and I evacuated for Hurricane Rita from Deer Park, Texas (just E of Houston) arriving at our motel in Decatur, Texas (NW of Fort Worth) Wednesday evening. My oldest daughter called at 9pm saying she and her husband were on I-10 West in Houston stuck in heavy traffic. At 6am Thursday she called again, this time in tears, their car dead on I-10 in Katy (about 20 miles W of Houston) and her cell phone was getting weaker. I contacted a friend from our religion in San Antonio. He had a phone list and provided the number of a "brother" in Katy. The gentleman answered, said my daughter and her husband were only about 1/4 mile away, that he would go get them, they could stay at his home, and would have their car cared for. Within an hour they were safely at his home and enjoyed his family's hospitality for the next few days before returning home on Saturday. This provided great relief for a father some 300 miles away.

Thanks
Steven Jindra

Don't know if you call this Good Samaritan or not but it's touching. This is from the first couple of days after Katrina. The PMAC if the Pete Maravich Assembly Center (Basketball arena).

The PMAC will never host an important event like it did tonight.
>
>Little did I know what I would be doing following Hurricane Katrina's
>aftermath but as I type right now, there won't be a more gratifying or
>more surreal experience I went through tonight. We went up to the office
>today and held a press conference regarding the postponement of the game
>and it was the right decision. As the PMAC and Field House are being
>used as shelters we decided as an office to do everything we could to
>help the situation.
>
>At first, we were just supposed to make copies of this disaster relief
>form for all of the people. The copiers will never print a document more
>important than that. It's weird. Nearly 12 hours ago we were running off
>copies of game notes for a football game that is now meaningless. We
>printed the copies and carried them over to the Field House at 6:30 p.m.
>I wouldn't leave the area for another 8 hours.
>
>On the way back to the PMAC in a cart, it looked like the scene in the
>movie Outbreak. FEMA officials, U.S. Marshalls, National Guard, and of
>course the survivors. Black Hawks were carrying in victims who were
>stranded on roofs. Buses rolled in from N.O. with other survivors. As
>Michael and I rode back to the PMAC, a lady fell out of her wheelchair
>and we scrambled to help her up.
>
>We met Coach Miles and Coach Moffiit in the PMAC to see all the
>survivors and it was the view of a hospital. Stretchers rolled in
>constantly and for the first time in my life I saw someone die right in
>front of me. A man rolled in from New Orleans and was badly injured on
>his head. 5 minutes later he was dead. And that was the scene all night.
>What did we do, we started hauling in supplies. And thousands of boxes
>of supplies. The CDC from Atlanta arrived directing us what to do.
>
>One of the U.S. Marshalls was on hand so the supplies could not become
>loot. I asked him what his primary job was. He serves on the committee
>of counter terrorism, but once he saw of the disaster, he donated his
>forces to come help. He said the death toll could be nearing 10,000. It
>was sickening to hear that.
>
>After unloading supplies, I started putting together baby cribs and then
>IV poles. Several of our fball players and Big Baby and Tasmin Mitchell
>helped us. At the same time, families and people strolled in. Mothers
>were giving berth in the locker rooms. The auxiliary gym "Dungeon" was
>being used as a morgue. I couldn't take myself down there to see it.
>
>I worked from 8 pm until 2:45 am. Before I left three more buses rolled
>in and they were almost out of room. People were standing outside, the
>lowest of the low from NO. The smells, the sights were hard to take.
>
>A man lying down on a cot asked me to come see him. He said,"I just need
>someone to talk to, to tell my story because I have nobody and nothing
>left. He turned out to be a retired military veteran. His story was what
>everybody was saying. He thought he survived the worst, woke up this
>morning and the levees broke. Within minutes water rushed into his
>house. He climbed to the attic, smashed his way through the roof and sat
>there for hours. He was completely sunburned and exhausted. Nearly 12
>hours later a chopper rescued him and here he was.
>
>We finished the night hauling boxes of body bags and more were on the
>way. As we left, a man was strolled in on a stretcher and scarily enough
>he suffered gunshots. The paramedic said he was shot several times
>because a looter or a convict needed his boat and he wouldn't give it to
>him. Another man with him said it was "an uncivilized society no better
>than Iraq down there right now." A few minutes later he was unconcious
>and later pronounced dead. I then left as they were strolling a 3 year
>old kid in on a stretcher. I couldn't take it anymore.
>
>That was the scene at the PMAC and it gives me a new perspective on
>things. For those of you who I haven't been able to get in touch with
>because of phone service, I pray you are safe. Send me an email to let
>me know. God bless.
>
>Bill Martin
>LSU Sports Information