Katrina's Lives Lost:	Joseph Brossette, 1923-2005
Submitted By: 		N.O.V.A November 2005
Source:			Times Picayune 11-14-2005

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Born and reared in New Orleans, Joseph Brossette grew up on Urquhart
Street, one of eight children. His sister, Virgie Rizzo, describes him as a
handsome man, tall and slender with dark brown eyes and a head full of
curly brown hair.

"As he aged," she said, "his hair turned silver, then white. Oh, it was
beautiful white hair. And he had a beautiful white beard, too."

Brossette served as a paratrooper during World War II with the celebrated
82nd Airborne. He spent much of his tour of duty in the Philippines. It was
a significant time in his life, and he talked about it frequently.

"He liked jumping out of those planes," his son-in-law Austin Bodden said.
"And later, he liked watching the old movies about it with those old-time
actors."

He and his wife, Frances, now deceased, brought up their children first in
the Lower 9th Ward and later in Chalmette.

"We lived on Forstall Street in the Lower 9th Ward," his daughter Sue
Bodden said, "and it was just like the country. Only a few houses here and
there, no fences. And the neighbor behind us had a cow."

For much of his career, Brossette worked for the Railway Express Co. on
Julia Street, as a shipping and receiving clerk. Later, he joined his son-
in-law at Mechanical Equipment Co., which manufactures water purification
units.

In retirement, he did some carpentry and a lot of household projects. He
also went bowling at Imperial Lanes in Chalmette, where he scored an
average of 170. And he went fishing for redfish and speckled trout with his
son-in-law at Delacroix.

Everybody in the family tried to talk Brossette into leaving before
Hurricane Katrina struck. He told them all the same thing.

"I'm quoting him now," says Sue Bodden. "He said, 'I'm 82 years old, I made
it through World War II, I survived Hurricane Betsy. I'm not going
anywhere.' "

And he didn't.

Before the family left town, they left Brossette with a slew of canned
goods and an ice chest full of sandwiches and other food. They talked to
him on Saturday night, then Sunday, then early Monday morning. He said his
power was out but there was no water in the streets.

"When I hung up with him that morning," says Austin Bodden, "he said,
'Don't worry, I'll be here when you get back.' But it didn't work out that
way."

Weeks later, when they were finally allowed back into St. Bernard Parish,
the family went to the house and saw the mark on the door: a bright orange
X with 9/9 0L 1D -- September 9, zero living, one dead.