When I was listening to him recount his house getting 8 ft of water, I was having my own internal dialogue because we were in Pascagoula at the time. I was 9 but I’ll never forget coming back to our home after the storm had passed and the smell is what stuck with me through all these years; it was a sickly sweet smell of mildew/decay. It was crazy listening along and that same smell stuck with him all these years later. Great pod rippee
