Here's an archived column from August 30, 2006. "After Katrina made landfall we shifted our coverage to the parishes north of Lake Pontchartrain.  Before the Noon hour, on that day, I returned home to start a generator. Wind speeds were running between 40 and 50 miles per hour as I maneuvered around downed power lines, poles and debris. Expecting a short visit, I fired-up the generator, plugged in the fans and a refrigerator and was returning to the station when the accident occurred.  A side door to our home was open as was another door to the generator. Hugging my wife and daughter goodbye the open doors created a vacuum or draft that violently blew the side door shut with my left hand lodged in the door jam. The bang of the door was followed by a trio of screams. Needing to get back on the air, I reacted and immediately smattered the wound with Crazy Glue, wrapped it and hit-the-road. Our neighbor, Dr. Frank Breaux, was delivering babies at a record pace from expectant mothers here and in New Orleans.  Most were air-lifted to Woman's Hospital. Frank called the station that afternoon seeking advice on conflicting reports from New Orleans.In the course of the conversation, I told him about my accident, we met, he looked and immediately said to follow him to the hospital for stitches.  What kept most of his staff in stitches was that yours truly had his finger repaired with both feet in the stirrups? I was told it was standard procedure as the staff laughed and snapped pics.