His home….his community floods every time there is a hard rain. It shouldn’t be this way, but it is. Imagine waking up to 4 feet of water in your house. Your life positions waterlogged. But you can’t cry. You’ve cried your tears away the first time this happened when it was unforeseen. But now you know that this is simply life when you are forgotten. When your neighborhood is ignored by just about everybody. The tourist don’t see this. Unless you live here, no one sees the water rise and the lives disrupted. He had nothing to smile about today even though the water was gone because he new it would be back eventually.