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Post by barb on Jan 11, 2006 18:42:20 GMT -5
you know we may not ever really know what happened. There is one fact tho and that is Barry isn't with us anymore, but he is still in our hearts and thoughts and sometimes our dreams. He will always be with us. Sometimes I feel the police take the easy way out on some investigations, there is so much that happened in New Orleans were never going to know everything. So, I'm going to remember Barry's life and all the good things I can about him. And not dwell on what happened. Because I don't believe we'll ever really find out. I wish I had known him better. lib Thanks for that, Libbie. As much as I think about what happened, it's harder to see what might have happened "in print", so to speak. I wish I'd known him better, too. One more hug would be great.
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Post by Lolo on Jan 11, 2006 19:16:38 GMT -5
Don't know if my first message came through so I'll try again. I like the earlier poster's thought that one reaches a stage of euphoria in the final stages of drowning. Barry could have misjudged the depth of standing water in the street, and the tide or a wave washed in. Dehydration, hunger or alcohol could have weakened him physically. There was a severe water shortage after the storm, especially at the convention center where people were literally dying of thirst. I would have been looking to hydrate with any kind of beverage, or get drunk after a crisis. I take some minor comfort from him drowning, I was afraid that he got ganged up on by thugs and murdered.
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Post by nydeb413 on Jan 11, 2006 22:13:24 GMT -5
I too have had ideas running thru my head. (1) We know when Katrina hit; (2) we know Barry called Susan, we're just not sure of the day due to phones being down, etc. If he was down at the Convention Center what happened from there? I keep reading that he was found on the wharf when Richard himself said on ET that he was found under the wharf. Also, Richard says he was identified thru DNA when I keep reading it was thru dental records. We may never know the real story behind this tragic turn of events. We can speculate and speculate but, does it really matter? This beautiful and talented man is now gone from us but will continue to live on in our hearts. Unless and until the Cowsill family reveals any further details, we should let Barry rest in peace.
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Post by ctcowsillfan on Jan 11, 2006 22:51:40 GMT -5
AMEN!!! You are SO right!
Lauren
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Post by Suzanne on Jan 12, 2006 23:39:57 GMT -5
The 4 calls to Susan were made after the hurricane hit. She got all the messages about an hour after he made the last call. She said she waited and waited for him to call back. In his calls he mentioned what was happening there and it was clear he survived the actual hurricane.
Every time I see a picture of all those school buses with water almost up to the roof and know that the mayor did NOT allow them to be used BEFORE the storm hit to evacuate people it makes me angry. When I think of the supplies not allowed in and turned away, the buses that took forever to come and how some were not allowed to enter the city, in the beginning it makes me angry.
There is absolutely no reason why his had to happen. No matter what information the family decides to share with us the one big question that will forever remain unanswered is "WHY???" It's so hard to reconcile everything in our hearts.
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Post by Suzanne on Jan 12, 2006 23:50:31 GMT -5
Also, to the best of my knowledge told to me by the police dept. when I put Barry on the Search & Rescue list, the area Barry was staying in and found in was not hit badly by the flooding. It was probably one of the better parts of the city flood-wise. I also read and heard he was found under the wharf not on it.
I know as someone who has lost 2 brothers both very young (22 and 42) and suddenly without illness or expectation that they would die, it's very traumatizing to think about your loved one's last moments. Yet, we do. It's normal. I think it's part of the normal stages of grieving. I know, too well, how the Cowsills are feeling. My mom died suddenly at age 48 a year after my first brother committed suicide (and left no note). Talk about beating yourself up over the "why" and his last moments and the "what if's"....
Though the situations are very different from Barry's (my second brother died of congestive heart failure the day after he turned 42) the shock is still like a knife stabbing you through your heart. Lots of things change, it's inevitable, because someone you love is no longer on earth. Right now saying he is in a better place, at peace at last is true but it still doesn't help my heart to believe he is gone and I won't hear him talk or sing or crack a joke again. It just takes time, I know.
I worry about his siblings and children. Overall, I just think the whoe thing really s u c k s!
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