Living Around the Bayou
Down the street, rather along Highway 165, I turned off at Cross Keys Bank to open an account and deposit a check from West End Press in… Read More »Living Around the Bayou
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Mosquitoes Create Jobs
It’s been a year since I arrived in the northeastern portion of Louisiana, a wilderness and a wonderland to a northerner who has never lived… Read More »Mosquitoes Create Jobs
A Person of Carriage
–for Aunt Jeanette She spoke with a Hungarian accent, her speech bordered on vines and blue forget-me-nots dropped her w’s in soft cushions beneath my… Read More »A Person of Carriage
The Morgue, the Merrier
Satchmo, of course; the Marsalis family, naturally, even Ann Rice, and her vampirish underground. But me living in Louisiana? You’ve got to be kidding! I… Read More »The Morgue, the Merrier
On Eastlake Road Thinking About Marie Richard
I’ve passed through a rite of motherhood that has spanned some twenty years. No more deadlines, meetings, no project emails that must be answered. I’ve… Read More »On Eastlake Road Thinking About Marie Richard
Welcome to the Sterlington, Louisiana Dirt Track Races
Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined I’d be living in the rural south. When I say never, I really mean never. I’m… Read More »Welcome to the Sterlington, Louisiana Dirt Track Races
Beauty and the Bugs
When I first moved to Monroe, Louisiana from Oakland, California, I was cautioned about becoming a bug activist. Instead I was advised to think about… Read More »Beauty and the Bugs
Biking Around the Upper Ouachita
I took a bike ride this morning around Bayou Bartholomew, which is not quite as Lance Armstrong as it sounds, a five-mile pedal around a… Read More »Biking Around the Upper Ouachita
A Jew in Monroe, Lousiana
This is my first season in Louisiana. I came here in triple digit heat, sweat beading off my arms by just standing outside, an occupant… Read More »A Jew in Monroe, Lousiana
Hopping Over Hurricanes
We watched news reports about Hurricane Isaac as it churned over Plaquemines Parish and spun toward the oil refineries of Baton Rouge. I flew to San… Read More »Hopping Over Hurricanes