Smiley: A Cajun freshman

Dudley Lehew, of Denham Springs, says he now knows what a Cajun freshman can’t live without:

“Mary’s first grandchild-in-college, Cassidy Savoie, a freshman (at LSU, of course), has been bringing her stuff to our house for weeks in preparation for moving from her home in Lafitte to an off-campus apartment.

“On move-in day she and her family came up and began loading up her stuff: bedding, clothes, cleaning supplies, etc.

“We all broke into laughter when we saw what was sitting atop one of her many boxes:

“A rice cooker!

“Now THAT’S a bona fide, authentic, well-prepared Cajun freshman!”

Birth of a journalist

The great political reporter and columnist Jack Germond, who died Wednesday at 85, got his start in journalism at Baton Rouge High.

Jack, a member of the Class of 1945, was a co-editor of “The Buzzer,” a paperback version of the Baton Rouge High yearbook, “The Fricassee,” which was not published that school year due to the World War II paper shortage.

Jack evidently retained his interest in his alma mater, according to Lanny Keller.

Lanny, now an Advocate editorial writer, was in politics before he got into honest work.

He was in Gov. Dave Treen’s office when Jack came to to do an interview.

The governor was tied up on some matter, and when noon rolled around and Treen still hadn’t cleared his schedule to see the reporter, Lanny asked Jack if he could take him out for some lunch.

Lanny says Jack told him that instead of going to lunch, he was going to ride out to see his old school, Baton Rouge High.

Jack was a great lover of food and drink, so for him to turn down a meal to visit his alma mater indicates it still held a special place in his heart.

Cars on the brain

As I expected, readers have favorite car songs I didn’t mention in Monday’s column:

Bert Broussard, of Anacortes, Wash., says one of the greatest car songs ever is “Little GTO” by Ronnie and the Daytonas. And he has a personal reason for loving it: “I restore these beauties back to their original glory. It’s fun to show them at local car shows during the summer.”

Bev Coates nominates Bobby Troup’s jazz standard “(Get Your Kicks on) Route 66,” and says, “Nat King Cole was at his best singing that song.”

Chuck Willis, of Elizabethtown, Ky., says the best car song is by Johnny Cash: “One Piece at a Time.” The novelty song tells of an auto factory worker who steals Cadillac parts over the years and builds his own car — a “49-50-51-52-53-54 Cadillac automobile.”

Babins galore

Benny Fruge says the 23rd annual Babin Invitational Golf Tournament at the Santa Maria Golf Course, on Saturday, attracted Babins and admirers of Babins from several ZIP codes. After grueling rounds of championship caliber golf, the Babins attended a soiree hosted by Bert and Cindy Dantin.

Benny says the tournament is not yet a PGA event, “but we’re working on it.”

Good Samaritans

Janis Mann, of Denham Springs, thanks the “angels” from Louisiana Southern Baptist Association Chain Saw Ministry, led by Greg Merriweather, who cut up and removed a huge oak tree that fell on her home.

She says, “I can’t describe the size of this tree, and more than that, I can’t express my gratitude to these men. ‘Thank you’ is nowhere near enough.

“I will pray for them forever.”

Special People Dept.

Olivia Young Delone celebrated her 90th birthday Aug. 12 at a family party at Chateau Blanc in White Castle.

Mildred Savage, of Williamsburg Retirement Community, is 90 on Tuesday, an event she celebrated with family Saturday.

Joyce and Ellis Magee, of Christwood Retirement Community in Covington, celebrated their 63rd anniversary Monday.

Thought for the Day

From Shirley Fleniken: “Tell someone there are 400 billion stars and they’ll believe you. Tell them a bench has wet paint and they have to touch it.”

The wrongest number

Kim “Pops” Seago, of Columbia, Tenn., says when he drove by the local source of fresh eggs, he saw that the “Eggs for Sale” sign had not been put up:

“I called my wife and explained that we would have to buy our eggs at Wal-Mart.

“Later I passed by the egg place again. Seeing the sign was now up, I stopped, pressed the speed dial on my phone and heard ‘Hello.’

“Speaking quickly, I asked, ‘Do you want the eggs?’ Silence.

“I asked again. More silence.

“Then, ‘What are you talking about?’

“Exasperated, I shouted, ‘E.G.G.S!’

“Kimberly, my daughter, then replied, ‘Do you know who you are talking to? Daddy, I am in Seattle.’

“The family has since told me that ‘some’ senior adults should not be allowed to operate electronics.”

Write Smiley at He can also be reached by fax at (225) 388-0351 or mail at P.O. Box 588, Baton Rouge, LA 70821.