Where have all the people gone?

As we drive thru small towns in Louisiana we find ourselves looking around at empty foundations.  About every other little plot of land is reminiscent of lives lived and things lost. Ropes hang from trees where there was once a tree swing but that is all that remains but perhaps the outline of where the house once stood.

Those who stayed and rebuilt did so in varing stages. Some just the land and an RV, some a single wide and others houses. All something to start over. 

Makes my heart hurt for the memories lost but so happy for the place I call home.