Columns

A New Orleans congressman tragically was shot while he was out playing baseball. Luckily, it looks like he will fully recover. Some of those who first heard the news assumed that he had been shot in New Orleans. You see, killings have become a way of life in the Crescent City.
The Queen City of the South is under siege.  No, not from hurricanes. This time, the siege is from within. New Orleans is known as the city that care forgot.  But it’s been hard to let the good times roll in the Big Easy when the dice keep coming up snake eyes.

Here in this soon-to-be-great nation, we Americans take a lot for granted. From our freedom and safety, to our low cost food and fuel, we just tend to forget, especially the younger generations. There is also something that goes on twenty four hours a day, 365 days a year that we totally take for granted and that’s moving the products from point A to point B.

My father made me wear hand-me-downs — even though I was our family’s only boy, with five sisters.
It wasn’t too bad most of the year, but Easter Sunday was a bear. You know how hard it is to outrun the neighborhood bully with your panty hose bunching up and your bonnet flopping in the wind?
My father was born during the Depression, in 1933, when life was a lot tougher. When he was only 3, his father, who had a good job working for the Mellon family, died at age 34.