John F. Clark 
It is a rain-sodden American flag, half-hidden beneath the inexperienced leaves of fallen bushes.
A few paces away, Judie McRae, 44, is analyzing the damage to her trailer.
Judie has lived more than 1/2 of her life here, but she says this is her first storm. She spent it hunkered down on a mattress, not able to sleep.
She does not want to see every other one.
“I simply felt like my roof was going to come back off at any minute,” she says, describing a horrible
sound of “cracking and creaking” that handiest stopped for a few minutes of calm when the eye of the hurricane passed immediately over her head.
“I turned out to be fortunate that only a windows were broken,” she says.
Exactly how lucky is obvious. Three of her neighbors’ houses lie in ruins. Sheet metal has been twisted out of shape, and insulation foam hangs from the timber. Books and garments are soaking in the rain. One powder blue trailer home has caved in completely, its wooden skeleton damaged and uncovered.
As we look at the harm, a young man arrives, agitated. He asks us if we’ve checked the inn for the owner. We have no longer.
“Dan, are you in right here?” he shouts, hurricanes David and Frederick, hurricane Ignacio, Hawaii.
We climb into the wreckage to look for Dan, gingerly stepping over the man’s possessions and clambering around his tub. There isn’t anyone right here.
‘It becomes ferocious.’
Judie, in the meantime, is concerned with approximately two other neighbors. Both got out earlier than the typhoon struck and were not yet back to examine that their houses were destroyed.
She is distraught approximately the elderly lady who lives trailer alone.
“She has no cash, and that became her home, and it was already crap, so…” Judie tails off as though she will think about no beneficial manner to complete the notion, no wish to provide.
Meanwhile, down on the shore of Rockport, Robert Zbranek, 56, is attempting to secure his boat to the dock after it broke loose during the storm.
Damaged vehicle in Fulton, Rockport, Texas
Alongside, a small sailing yacht is beneath the water.
The yacht, Robert explains, becomes his domestic. He turned inside when the typhoon swept over, smashing the hull. At the height of the most effective hurricane in Texas in 1961, with winds blowing at 130mph (215km/h), he had to get out and scramble into his car, which he had parked in the back of a truck for shelter.
Even then, he did not experience safe as he says; the automobile changed into lifted off the floor by the high winds; however, it labored.
What was it like? “Rough,” he laughs.
I recommend that some of flee poor human beings might question Hurricane his sanity.
Media captions BBC’s James Cook is in Rockport, which bore the brunt of the hurricane.” I realize I’m crazy,” he says with a grin. “It changed into supposed to be a class two, maybe a category 3, but it did not flip out that way. It changed into clearly ridiculous. Ferocious.”
“I nonetheless was given a house,” he adds. “It’s just a little torn up.”
As we’re chatting, Robert’s friend, Craig Hack, fifty-six, seems. He, too, rode out the hurricane on a small sailing yacht.
“I just about misplaced my mast,” he says, cackling when I ask how it turned into. “No brains” is his solution.
Both men say they stayed because they wanted to be with their boat homes and their motors. They agreed that many people like them could have lost cash during the storm because they no longer had insurance.
‘Hardscrabble’ metropolis
Here in this coastal city, that could be a familiar story of humans struggling to make ends meet, not to mention thrive.
Rockport became a livestock abattoir and meat-packing port after the American Civil War of 1861-1865.
Named after its geology – it sits on a solid rock ledge – the metropolis and its adjoining neighbor, Fulton, did nicely for many years, first at the red meat change and later thanks to fishing and shrimping.
An aircraft is seen flipped on its roof at Aransas County Airport after Hurricane Harvey made through on 26 AugustImage copyright Getty IMAGES.
The hurricane flipped this aircraft over at Aransas County Airport
By the time the twentieth Century had dawned, a railway had turned into bringing in travelers too.
They still come, spending time and money boating and birdwatching, with ornithologists keen to peer at whooping cranes and hummingbirds.
But their cash does not seem to have carried out lots of the people of the port or its wooded suburbs.
“Hardscrabble” is the word Americans use to describe a place like Rockport. It is overwhelmingly white (88.7% on the closing census in 2010) and voted decisively for Donald Trump in the 2016 presidential election.
Life here is difficult, says Judie, in no way more so than now.
There is some proper information, even though. Judie thinks that Dan,
the missing guy, was given out with family or friends simply earlier than the hurricane.
Map showing the route of the hurricane
“God changed with us,” she says of her very own survival, though as she glances around at the destruction, she sounds a touch uncertain.
Judie stayed, she tells me, because she had no way to depart and no place to move.
“I had some issues getting out of the city, a little broke and stuff, so I had to come home and tough it out,” she says. “We’re all the working elegance humans.
“We’re the ones who visit the restaurants and wait on you and pick up your trash and do all those paintings. We do not have plenty of money.”
“Fighting for the American dream,” she provides with a rueful laugh.
Songs these days rarely make the headlines, even when they hit the very top of the charts. For example, you might have to dig deep into the newspaper to find the title of even the current number one single, “Despacito” by Luis Fonsi and Daddy Yankee featuring Justin Bieber.
Conversely, many classic songs owe their creation headlines of newspaper articles, including one from an album by The Beatles that is celebrating its fiftieth anniversary this summer. Much more recently, Will Butler of Arcade Fire once spent a week writing songs based on headlines from The Guardian, citing Bob Dylan as his inspiration for the idea.
Dylan once commented that some of his songs were based on headlines, compositions that probably helped him earn the honor of receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature last year. One of those songs is listed below, and six by other artists who were inspired by newspaper articles.
