Smiley: Welcome to Eauxmaha

Jason Bourgeois says, “I’m not sure if you noticed that there have been flood watches issued for Omaha this upcoming week.

“I hear it’s due to all the tears of joy being shed by Omaha vendors and business owners that LSU fans are returning!”

Money for nothing?

Cary Owen says, “My elected representatives routinely send me letters and messages saying they can win the fight (for you name it) in Washington for me if I’ll just send them a contribution of $___. I thought I already did that when I voted for them and paid my taxes.”

From Jimmie to James

Thanks to Ken Toups, of Lafayette, for digging up a ton of train songs for our collection, ranging from Jimmie Davis’ 1931 talking song, “The Davis Limited” to James Brown’s 1962 “Night Train.”

His list includes “Casey Jones” by Billy Murray & the American Quartet, from 1910; “It Takes a Lot to Laugh, It Takes a Train to Cry” by Bob Dylan; “I’m Waitin’ at the Station” by Aaron Neville; “One After 909” by The Beatles; “Runaway Train” by Rosanne Cash, “That Train Is Gone” by Chuck Willis and “Lonesome Whistle” by Hank Williams.

Second opinion

Alex “Sonny” Chapman, of Ville Platte, recently discussed Nebraska’s cabbage and ground beef Runzas, saying he’d heard that Germans and Russians “put cabbage in all their meals, kinda like we try to put rice in all of ours in south Louisiana.”

Bob Brugger, of Prairieville, begs to differ.

He says he came to the U.S. as an 18-year-old German immigrant, and has done three tours in Germany as a GI.

Says Bob, “We Germans do not mix cabbage into our daily meals, nor do we eat it every day. Sometimes we go for weeks without eating cabbage.”

Since I know of no Cajuns who would go weeks without eating rice, I guess you can’t compare the two food choices …

Nostalgia Corner

J.T. Ashby says when a reader recalled what a dress-up occasion LSU football games once were, this memory came to mind:

“Do many of you remember when the freshmen were required to attend the first home game in their PJs, wearing their LSU beanie cap on their shaved heads?”

Which reminds me

My freshman year at LSU was back when we still had mandatory ROTC, and hazing of freshmen was a part of that military culture.

After hearing horror stories about freshmen having their hair crudely hacked off by upperclassmen, I had my head shaved in a barber shop.

I looked like a plucked chicken, to put it kindly.

I wore the required LSU beanie, with “Dog Anders Sir” written on tape on the bill.

And I joined other freshmen at the first football game in my jammies.

I also remember visiting my old high school, Istrouma, wearing my LSU beanie, hoping that the girls would be impressed that I was now a college man.

They weren’t …

Good Samaritans

A 94-year-old lady says she left Ochsner Clinic to find her car wouldn’t start.

She thanks the “pretty young lady” who provided a new battery cable and the “handsome man with the white beard” who put it on for her, plus the man’s wife who waited patiently for him in their truck.

Happy returns

Jennifer P. Sigler says when their black Lab, Beaux, got out of the yard, “the nice officer” at Animal Control suggested putting a photo of him on the Facebook site “Lost Pets of BR.”

Early the next morning a lady called to say she had spotted a black Lab at a church nearby.

It was indeed Beaux, and “after a very tearful reunion,” Jennifer shared his return with her Facebook friends.

Among the many comments was this one:

“That just goes to show you that when you are feeling alone and afraid, even scared or lost, find yourself a church. There’s good stuff going on there.”

Special People Dept.

Curtis and Eleanor Mitchell celebrate 64 years of marriage Wednesday.

Howard and Jean Merrill celebrate their 60th anniversary Wednesday.

Killer name

Stuart Clark, of Lafayette, says, “The hair salon ‘Curl Up and Dye’ that you mentioned reminded me of the advertising slogan that my grandfather used for his laundry and dry cleaning business back in the 1950s: ‘Don’t Kill Your Wife; Let Us Do The Dirty Work.’ ”

An omen?

I’m getting a lot of Nebraska stories lately, for some reason.

Judy B. adds to our tales of small town police reports:

“In the small town in Nebraska where my sister-in-law and brother-in-law live, the paper reports everything.

“I once saw in the animal patrol report that there was a dog trying to get into the animal shelter.

“The same paper had a memorable wedding write-up.

“It was supposed to say ‘united in a ceremony.’

“What it said was ‘united in a cemetery.’ ”

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