Folks along the way were “astounded” in the fall of 1902, when the first car was delivered from the railroad stop in New Iberia to its buyer in Abbeville.
On what should have been a morning of joy, I could not escape the darkness. Churches have been vandalized. Pro-life clinics have been fire-bombed. Supreme Court justices have been targeted.
I sure could use a vacation about now — but I have no plans to take one this summer.
That’s the breaks for self-employed people like me who do not enjoy paid-vacation benefits. When I do not work, I do not get paid.
Inflation is now at a 40-year high of 8.6%, with energy and food cost leading the way.
This month marks the 50-year anniversary of the Watergate break-in. Those of us who remember were often mesmerized by the full press coverage the event produced.
The front page of the July 8, 1947, “Roswell (New Mexico) Daily Record” seized the American imagination with the headline “RAAF (Roswell Army Air Field) Captures Flying Saucer.”
For some reason, when I begin to think about the Fourth of July, Mark Twain pops up in my head. He and Independence Day are for some reason as inseparably linked in my mind as are July 4th and hot dogs, ice cream, and mom’s apple pie.
Remember your ancient history of how Nero fiddled as Rome burned?
You’ve probably seen the screaming headlines about a Gallup survey revealing that Americans’ belief in God has hit an all-time low.
Questions turned into consternation when a mysterious stranger tried to buy every square inch of public land in Cameron Parish in 1883.