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Smiley: Down and dirty

A story of a solemn ceremony gone awry: Kim “Pops” Seago, of Columbia, Tennessee, says, “In the 1970s, John, a friend from seminary, was minister of youth at Central Baptist Church in Clovis, New Mexico. “On several occasions a church member would call requesting his assistance at funerals. “This particular day the senior pastor was not… Continue reading →

Smiley: The hole truth

Dear Smiley: Please tell me, did I witness a hole in one? I was in my backyard when I heard a group of golfers yelling after teeing off on Hole No. 7. As I looked towards the Stonebridge green, I saw the ball resting on the edge of the cup. It was a “near” hole… Continue reading →

Smiley: Keeping ladies happy

Keith Horcasitas offers us guys a sure-fire way to “stay out of the doghouse” and score some major points with our loved ones of the opposite gender. At a women’s prayer breakfast at the Our Lady of Mercy activity center, he noticed that of the 350-plus attendees, “I was probably one of only… Continue reading →

Smiley: Heavenly land deal

Dolores Benedetto says “It was so fitting” that the Passover seder of Baton Rouge’s Congregation B’nai Israel was held in Mother Alice Hall at St. Joseph’s Academy: “As the tale goes, in the early 1940s Mother Alice of the Sisters of St. Joseph walked into Lewis Gottlieb’s office — he was president of… Continue reading →

Smiley: It’s a joke, folks!

Maybe my item about being taken in by an “urban legend” — a fictional tale told to me as a true story — brought on a conscience attack: “I must ‘come clean’ about a letter I wrote to you about 12 years ago,” says Joel Thibodeaux, of Baton Rouge. “I wrote, ‘It was so foggy last night… Continue reading →

Smiley: Only in Louisiana

Paul Vance, of Baton Rouge, says, “Earlier this week one of your readers mentioned the New Roads restaurant Hot Tails as having unique door handles. “Only in Louisiana would an establishment named ‘Hot Tails’ be accepted by everyone hearing its name for the first time as being a family restaurant...” Bob… Continue reading →

Smiley: Evening with Hank

Dear Smiley: Hank Williams died on Jan. 1, 1953. I was then a freshman at Southwestern Louisiana Institute in Lafayette. Sometime before Jan. 1, one of my best buddies, Swinfort Navarre, came to my room and said, “Do you want to go hear Hank Williams tonight down in Abbeville?” Of course I said yes,… Continue reading →

Smiley: Urban legend

In an idle moment (yes, even I have them) I was thumbing through Jan Harold Brunvand’s 1999 classic, “Too Good to Be True,” a collection of “urban legends” — fictional stories told as true ones — and recalled when I was the victim of such a tale. Back when I was a green… Continue reading →

Smiley: Buddy and “Double O”

From Hap Glaudi to Bobby Hebert, WWL radio keeps finding colorful guys with memorable accents to talk about the Saints. Ellis Bordelon Jr., of Metairie, comments on one of the most colorful ones, known for his distinctive Yat accent: “Where is Buddy Diliberto (the greatest sportscaster of the 20th century) when you really need… Continue reading →

Smiley: A useful politician?

LaNell Hilborn, of Pineville, tells of buying her first computer years ago: “It came with a book on ‘directions for use.’ “Every time I sat down in front of that computer I hit a wrong key and tied everything up. I either lost whatever I was trying to do or just… Continue reading →

Smiley: CSI: Hester

Neal T. Poché, of Hester, tells this true crime story: “This family story happened about 48 years ago. “The Easter Bunny always left a large chocolate bunny in each of the five kids’ baskets. “Our second child, Lynette, always hid her rabbit and took it out after the other four had finished all their candy, to annoy… Continue reading →

Smiley: Church clown

Les Fogleman, of Ponchatoula, says, “When I was a pre-teen in the mid-’50s, living in Colfax, I would go with my dad on Sundays to a small church near Boyce, where he preached. “There was a man in the church who was a clown. We had to watch for practical jokes, as he was always being funny.… Continue reading →

Smiley: That stadium smell

Dear Smiley: In late 1952 my father came home from his job at Standard Oil with two tickets to see Hank Williams perform at Baton Rouge High. At the age of 10 I wanted to stay home and play cops and robbers with my friends, but Dad insisted. When we entered the auditorium Dad began… Continue reading →

Smiley: Perfectly boring game

With major league baseball season about to start, Gordon Greenwood, of Slidell, is reminded of his wife’s first game: “I grew up in northern Illinois, and have been a Chicago Cubs fan all my life. “I had met Loretta, the girl of my dreams, while working in Denver. Before we could get married, I was transferred to Los… Continue reading →

Smiley: Going frog wild

Tony Falterman, of Napoleonville, gives us a clue as to why he became a lawyer rather than a doctor: “After a frogging trip the other night in a south Louisiana marsh, I was reminded of an incident at Nicholls State University many years ago that created quite a commotion. “As a pre-med student, I was… Continue reading →

Smiley: Underneath, he’s a Tiger

Jim Carruth says back in 1987, when LSU’s head football coach, Bill Arnsparger, was leaving LSU to become athletic director at the University of Florida, “I asked my wife, Helen, to purchase some purple and gold silk and make some big LSU boxer shorts with ‘Tigers’ embossed on one side. “I composed a letter to… Continue reading →

Smiley: Mom wouldn’t dye

Marsha Reichle says Sarah Stravinska’s story about being a busy mother and forgetting to boil the Easter eggs reminded her of this Easter egg tale: “As a working mother, with the usual harried holiday preparations I managed to get the eggs boiled, but decided sensibly to forgo the dyeing part. “I just got a marking pen and… Continue reading →

Smiley: A renching experience

“I think I’ve got the ultimate ‘Yatism,’ says Charles Dunlap about the famed N’Awlins accent: “Back in the ’50s, not many people ate crawfish. They weren’t available in restaurants or by the sack, but my friend Tony’s family loved them. “His dad would send Tony and me to the spillway in the spring. “I remember one trip where… Continue reading →

Smiley: The savvy diner

Dear Smiley: A couple of weeks ago, my wife and I were spending a few days with our granddaughter and our 3-year-old great-granddaughter in The Woodlands, Texas. When going to a restaurant for lunch, I opened the door and the 3-year-old entered first. The lady behind the desk asked, “Table for how many?”… Continue reading →

Smiley: Palms, not holly

Malcolm Wright tells this Palm Sunday story: “It has been a long-standing Palm Sunday tradition in our University United Methodist Church, as in many churches, to have a procession of children waving palm branches walk up the center aisle from the foyer to the altar. “Many, many years ago, little Bryan, then about 4 or 5 years… Continue reading →

Smiley: Bad recipe!

Lynne Marye says, “Your recent columns describing cooking mishaps reminded me of this: “In my early years of marriage, I quickly became known for the challenges I had when it came to cooking. “A family member gave me this poem, author unknown, which described the problem perfectly! It hung in my kitchen for years: “I… Continue reading →

Smiley: An Easter visitor

Another seasonal story, this one from the Rev. Judy Gabel Roeling, of Baton Rouge: “When my daughter Anne was 3, we invited the Easter Bunny to come the week before Palm Sunday. That way Anne could enjoy the dyeing and hiding/finding of eggs and a visit from the Easter Bunny, and still be focused on the real… Continue reading →

Smiley: Jailhouse blues

Marsha Reichle says this story, in a Houston newspaper, shows how communications technology changes lives: “The Houston jails, like all others, take away the phones of new ‘customers.’ “And it turns out that no one knows any phone numbers, because they just use their phones. “Now they have an excess of inmates who have made no contact… Continue reading →

Smiley: Baskets for all!

Judy Beckler tells this Easter story about a thoughtful child: “My 8-year-old granddaughter, McKenna, was not happy with the Easter Bunny when she realized that he only gave goodies to her and her younger brother, Baylor. So she wrote this letter to the Bunny last year: “Dear Easter Bunny: I… Continue reading →

Smiley: Hoofed house guest

Dear Smiley: I read in The Advocate about the guy who brought a calf home and put it in the hot tub because it was almost frozen to death. Good for him. However, my dad did one better! He brought it in the house! We lived in Texas at the time, and there… Continue reading →

Smiley: Mona’s happy Easter

Chet Siemion, of Denham Springs, tells this Easter story: “Back a few decades ago, when our son John was barely more than a toddler, my wife Julie hid candy and dyed eggs throughout the house for Easter. “When John got up, he scampered about the house picking up the goodies, accompanied by his faithful dog Mona. “Julie was… Continue reading →

Smiley: Surgery without pain

“In a recent column you mentioned 150 proof rum,” says Ken Best, of Baton Rouge. “I’d like to share an experience with that elixer that may be of use to your highly educated readers. “On a recent trip to my fishing camp at Leeville, a friend and his rather diminutive wife came to visit. They fished in… Continue reading →

Smiley: Going frog wild

This story doesn’t really qualify for our series on kitchen disasters, but I find it an interesting example of how an unflappable cook goes with the flow... “My brother and I were making sausage. Parsley was one of the ingredients,” says Bennie Hughes. “My then 5-year-old grandson caught a little green… Continue reading →

Smiley: Burning Nashville

Dear Smiley: Recent accounts of cooking goofs reminded me of one that happened years ago, when I had just moved to Louisiana. A former brother-in-law who lives in Nashville asked for a gumbo recipe, which I was happy to supply. After making a batch for his family, they decided that Louisiana cuisine was… Continue reading →

Smiley: Looking after Pop

Mike Gauthier, of Thibodaux, says, “We recently invited our 8-year-old granddaughter to a meal at a local upscale restaurant. Wide-eyed and full of questions, she was taking in all the niceties of the surroundings and was duly impressed. “As the wine steward poured a small amount of wine into my glass for the customary checking of… Continue reading →

Smiley: The oily bird

“I grew up in the South Carrollton area of New Orleans, where folks had their own way of saying things,” says Dr. Bert Boyd. “If your name was John, then you were ‘Jawn.’ If your name was Earl, then you were ‘Oil.’ “And of course ‘oil’ was pronounce as ‘earl.’… Continue reading →

Smiley: Cinful gumbo

Gary G. Gremillion tells of this culinary mishap: “In January 1983, my girlfriend and I were invited to a Super Bowl party at Bill Carville’s apartment. “Bill was cooking a huge pot of seafood gumbo when we got there, and announced that it would be ready shortly. “Later Bill went into the kitchen to put the finishing… Continue reading →

Smiley: That wascally wabbit!

Lackey LaBorde, of Metairie, tells a memorable Easter story: “When my kids were 2 and 5, the neighbor had just gotten a big male rabbit for his daughter. “So we got the bright idea that we would bring this rabbit to the window of the kids’ room and tell them that they can see the Easter Bunny.… Continue reading →

Smiley: Good and dead

Dear Smiley: I’ve read a few letters in your column recently about obituaries, and have been waiting for another reader to pick up the thread and run with it. This subject had been on my mind for a while before those letters appeared, so I decided to write my thoughts about obits. I… Continue reading →

Smiley: Know that tune

“Slow Slow” says, “Some years ago my two children, Stephen and Kathy, went from Lafayette to St. Louis to see their Uncle Bob. “He was showing off his new hi-fi sound system, the top of the line at that time, playing great classic recordings of songs. “He asked them to hold up their… Continue reading →

Smiley: Standing tall

Pete Hittle, of Geismar, says our item about crowds singing the National Anthem brought this to mind: “I’m new to south Louisiana since September, and this past Mardi Gras was my first. “Having been born, raised and spent my first 58 years in Sioux City, Iowa, I was taught that when the flag came by… Continue reading →

Smiley: Kitchen confessions

In the Monday column you might have noticed a story from Fay Weilbaecher, of Covington, about a cooking disaster involving an entire bottle of filé in a gumbo. Fay says this was only one of her many newlywed culinary foul-ups, and she’s good enough to share these with us, as cautionary tales for… Continue reading →

Smiley: Watch those hands

We’ve had several stories about people using their hands in conversation. But John C. Loe, of Baton Rouge, issues a warning about misreading hand gestures: “I was leaving a gas station, attempting to make a right onto Essen Lane near I-10 — with bumper-to-bumper traffic on Essen. “A gentlemen… Continue reading →

Smiley: Edited letters to Mom

Dear Smiley: After reading Claude Nall’s story about letter writing, I was reminded of a post-Hurricane Katrina find. While going through the flood-ravaged contents of my mother’s house in Chalmette, I came across a box stuffed with letters she had received over the years. I found a half-dozen or so I had written… Continue reading →

Smiley: No knife fight here

Donna Goudeau says, “During one of our annual two-week summer visits to our grandparents’ home in Jennings, Maw-Maw Suiter was outside with us one afternoon while we played. “Always making the best use of her time, she sat in the swing peeling potatoes. When she finished, she and her neighbor visited over the fence. “During their conversation, Maw-Maw… Continue reading →