Beats me, Busterb. Sounds like a crock, frankly. Might have picked the message out of some place's
stories by hurricane victims. I read a pretty horrifying one written by someone who made it back in to the 9th Ward to rescue their cat that they'd left behind. I guess if you wrote enough e-mails to a bunch of papers someone might pick your story up. I'm clueless. I will join the others who have offered to do whatever they can if you need help. Say the word!