Harriet St.Amant says our Wednesday story about a big brother “sharing” the last banana with his little brother (he took the inside and gave his brother the outside) “put me in mind of my father’s solution.
“We were having something extra good for dessert one night, and everyone wanted seconds.
“Eventually, there was just one piece left, which my sister and I both wanted.
“After a round of ‘Me, me, me!’ Daddy handed me a knife and two plates.
“I was told to cut the remaining piece in half with the caveat that my sister would get to choose her half first.”
Taste of Home Dept.
Kenneth Holditch, of New Orleans, says this happened during his two months of exile in Humboldt, Tenn., after Hurricane Katrina:
“My stepsister had come to love gumbo on visits to New Orleans in years past and asked me to make some.
“We went to a supermarket in Jackson, Tenn., and gathered what ingredients we could.
“Finally, I insisted that I must have andouille, which we searched for to no avail.
“All at once, I heard a south Louisiana accent from a lady inquiring where she might find andouille.
“I introduced myself and we commiserated on our homesickness.
“Suddenly, lo and behold, a butcher appeared with two packages of that wonderful sausage. You just never know … ”
Charlie Rush was looking at photos for the reunion of Istrouma High’s Class of ’63 when he recalled a football game he played in against Byrd High of Shreveport in 1962.
In the ’50s and ’60s, Istrouma was a powerhouse under James “Big Fuzzy” Brown, and winning state championships was routine.
The joke back then was that LSU had recruited Big Fuzz to be its head football coach, but he didn’t want to step down to a lesser program.
But Charles recalls a championship game that almost got away from the great coach:
“We were playing Byrd in Memorial Stadium and were favored to win. We were winning handily, 21-0, with 1 minute and 30 seconds left in the game.
“Big Fuzz decided to give some of the other players a chance to play, but didn’t get enough in the game.
“So Byrd scored a quick touchdown, making it 21-7 with about a minute left.
“They kicked off to us, and we were stopped at about the 30 yard line.
“You would think we would run the clock out, but Coach decided to let one of our backup fullbacks run the ball. He was hit at the line and fumbled the ball to a Byrd defensive end, who ran for a touchdown.
“Now it is 21-14 with 30 seconds left in the game.
“Needless to say, they did an onside kickoff. We got the ball and ran out the clock.
“The last minutes of the game were ones I will never forget.”
Julie Perkins says drumlines from schools in Baton Rouge, Donaldsonville, New Orleans and Shreveport will perform at 3 p.m. Saturday in the McKinley High gym to raise funds to send the award-winning McKinley High marching band to a competition in Atlanta.
There will be performances by the Kappa Leauce Step Team, Ricky B. and Point Blank Productions.
Admission is $8, and $5 for children 10 and under.
Julie says the band recently traveled to Houston, taking first place in two competitions.
Call (225) 505-0904 or email firstname.lastname@example.org.
St. Joseph’s Academy holds its annual Seafood Supper Friday from 5 p.m. to 7:30 p.m. in the school dining hall to benefit the athletic department.
Dinners of seafood étouffée, salad and bread are $7. Take-outs are available by the plate, or “bring your pot.”
Call Dorinda Beaumont at (225) 388-2290.
Looking for stuff
A Lake Charles reader seeks a 1902 LSU Gumbo yearbook as a gift to great-great-grandchildren. Call (337) 439-0990 or email email@example.com.
Big dogs need love, too
“March Madness: Hounds on the Rebound!” is a promotion by Companion Animal Alliance during March.
All dogs more than 40 pounds at the Baton Rouge Animal Shelter, 2680 Progress Road, near the airport, are half price ($40).
Call (225) 774-7701 or visit http://www.caabr.org.
Special People Dept.
Eugene and Jackie LeJeune celebrate their 51st anniversary Monday.
Marvin Borgmeyer tells of this sign seen in front of a breakfast-serving restaurant:
“Either you love bacon or you are wrong!”
One is enough
A tale from Carl Spillman:
“How did school go today?” a mother asked her little boy.
“Fine,” the little fellow replied. “We had a new teacher, and she wanted to know if I had any brothers, and I told her I was an only child.”
“What did she say?” his mother asked.
“She said, ‘Thank goodness!’”
Write Smiley at Smiley@theadvocate.com. He can also be reached by fax at (225) 388-0351 or mail at P.O. Box 588, Baton Rouge, LA 70821.