The city that once was, and may yet be again… at least the old-timers had the sense to build on the highest bit of low ground around.

(I feel a rightous rant coming on, in addition to a strong desire to slap Governor Blanco silly— sweetie, it’s not in your job description to cry in front of the cameras, leave that to the newly named Miss America, m’kay?
Strong women in high office, and positions of responsibility do not cry in public. Ever. It’s just not done. Butch up, and carry on.)