These small stones were once walls and roofs that made those beneath them believe they were protected from summer heat, winter cold and treacherous winds.
Under those roofs, mothers held their children close and cooked meals to stave off hunger. Children left for school and grew up under their parents' eyes, amid their grandparents' smiles and photographs hanging on the walls.
That was before the hurricane. It is no longer.
These stones were once apartment buildings whose residents imagined they were permanent homes and safe shelters.