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Article snippet: HOUSTON — The rescued are almost always wet when they arrive — slick, shuffling and staggering after hours in the rain. They are met with blankets and a security check, dry clothes and green cots. And then there is a feeling of relief that, for the moment, they have left the floodwaters behind. In the aftermath of Hurricane Harvey, hundreds of Texans were wrapped in blankets in the George R. Brown Convention Center in Houston. They were sprawled on cots inside the gymnasium of the shuttered Abraham Kazen Middle School in San Antonio. Across a vast region, they were huddled inside churches, senior centers and hotels. “It’s the first time that I’ve lost everything,” said Kapua Kauo, 41, a home health care worker, inside the Houston convention center that, before the disaster, had planned to host a gun show and a contemporary art fair in the months ahead. She was stressing the positive. “I still have my life, my husband,” she said. But the relief of being on dry land was mixed with concern over what was to come for many displaced Texans. At the San Antonio school, Michelle McGowen said she could live with the likelihood that her home was lost. But she was desperate to know one thing: Were Uncle Jon and Uncle Paul still alive? Stubborn and in frail health, the two men had decided to anchor down with dogs and each other in their coastal Texas town of Aransas Pass. She, her two sons and their father boarded buses and fled inland ahead of the storm on Thursday, landing ... Link to the full article to read more