Like all Alaskans and most of the world, Josh Fryfogle felt overwhelming helplessness when Hurricane Katrina hit the Gulf Coast.
But where Fryfogle differs from most Alaskans is that he’s a Mississippi boy, born and raised. He grew up in the Gulf Coast, and when Katrina struck, the storm tore through homes of family members and friends, destroyed the waffle house he spent his high school nights hanging out at, and ravaged the region he grew up in.
In an instant, loved ones were out of touch, their health and whereabouts unknown. And Fryfogle sat thousands of miles away, isolated and powerless, in Alaska.
“I tell you what, for about the first week and a half, I paced, I couldn’t sleep … I cried a lot,