A Stranger in Maryland, Touched by a Hurricane Story, Sends 3 Cups to Houston.

'As we walked through Shirley Hines’s flood-battered Houston neighborhood on Sunday, we passed pile after pile at the curb — the soggy, ruined contents of people’s homes, mixed with floorboards, Sheetrock and insulation.

I suddenly felt a tinge of embarrassment. My 8-year-old son carried a box containing small, pretty things: three red-striped cups, fragile and ordinary kitchen-cabinet objects. In a place where everything was broken, what good was something so shiny and little and whole?

The three cups were a gift for Ms. Hines, from a stranger in Maryland.

I first met Ms. Hines a few days after her neighborhood was flooded by Hurricane Harvey. The inside of her house was outside at the curb, in a tall messy mound. I was asking her and her neighbors one question for an article I was writing for The New York Times: Amid so much loss, what did you manage to save?

Her granddaughter had answered the question for her, pulling a trash bag from the pile and digging through it until she found them — a collection of damaged Fitz and Floyd cups that had belonged to Ms. Hines’s late mother. Ms. Hines was getting rid of all of the cups, and she was having a hard time even talking about it.'>>>

https://www.nytimes.com/2017/09/11/reader-center/hurricane-harvey-teacups.html?