When I went out to pick up my Monday Advocate, I glanced at the front page headline, “Edwin & King,” and read it as “Edwin King” (I’m usually a bit groggy early in the morning).
My first thought was that over the weekend, while I was watching football, there had been some sort of coup and Edwin Edwards had been crowned king of Louisiana.
And I was surprised that I wasn’t more surprised by this. …
Wendell Dupuy, of Gonzales, responds to our request for memorable New Orleans TV commercials with this one:
“A classic commercial was for Al Scramuzza’s Seafood City — ‘Seafood City is very pretty, down on Broad and St. Bernard.’
“The commercial shows a man who passes out. Al, with his white doctor’s coat on, puts a boiled shrimp in the man’s mouth to revive him.
“The man jumps up and declares, ‘I feel good, I feel good!’ ”
Speaking of Al
Wayne Weilbaecher, of Covington, says when seafood king Al Scramuzza ran for public office, his commercials featured this catchy jingle:
“You won’t be a loser if you vote for Al Scramuzza.”
Gibbens Robichaux, of Thibodaux, says an unusual business name he recalls is Boo Boo’s, a restaurant run by a Mr. Boudreaux years ago.
He also recalls this story about Boo Boo’s: “One day an old customer came in and got two hamburgers to go. When he got home his wife said she ate already, so we took it back to turn it in.
“When Mr. Boudreaux said no, he threw the hamburger at him.”
George McLean says, regarding memorable restroom signs, “One of the most subtle gender identifications I’ve seen is in the Pikes Market in Seattle.
“You enter through a door into this all-white room, the floor done in those small hexagonal white tiles.
“Across the room are two doors with no signage. However, on the floor in front of each door is its respective gender set in black tiles — X-X and X-Y.”
Coin that word
Algie Petrere says, “When my son Gary was learning to talk, he was quite a chatterbox.
“We were in the car and he kept talking about ‘whippershippers.’
“We were totally in the dark as to what he meant.
“Finally, frustrated, he pointed to the windshield. It was raining and the windshield wipers were going.
“It seemed so simple once we knew — and whippershippers became part of the family vocabulary.”
Inquiring Minds Dept.
Richard Harris, citing this column as “the planetary hub of trivial knowledge,” wonders about the exact location of the “Gonzales lights” he heard about in his youth.
“Was this just another ‘Submarine races’ ploy?” he asks.
The write stuff
Joe F. Cannon tells of a writer’s workshop to be held on the third Tuesday of each month (Sept. 17 this month) at 1:30 p.m. at Broadmoor Baptist Church. The emphasis is on encouraging “chronicling of the past for future generations.”
Register at (225) 927-5454 or firstname.lastname@example.org.
Joe tells me, “We may generate some future contributors contributing to your success and longevity.” (Indicating that he already knows how to get published.)
Joe Cooper, “The Ole Lumberjack,” says his cousin Elette Cooper, a World War II veteran, was honored by the American Legion post in Bogalusa on his 99th birthday.
Joe says Elette was recognized as the oldest Legion member in Louisiana.
Special People Dept.
Therese Marquette Newchurch celebrated her 98th birthday Monday.
Thought for the Day
From Richard Guidry, of Zachary: “If women ruled the world, there would be no wars.
Only countries not talking to each other.”
Just too slick
Chapman Morgan, of Santa Maria, Calif., says the slick-paper tablets distributed to students, mentioned by nostalgic readers, “were in fact a treasure.
“I remember them being distributed to the higher grades where they were learning to write with ink. Wet ink — remember?”
Chapman says the slick paper had one drawback — it was not absorbent enough to handle a student’s runny nose.
He tells a story from his school days in Baton Rouge to illustrate this, but I’m going to pass on it, in case any of you are reading this over breakfast …
Shirley Fleniken tells of the woman applying for a job in a Florida lemon grove who seemed way too qualified.
“Look, miss,” said the foreman, “have you any actual experience in picking lemons?”
“Well, as a matter of fact, yes!” she replied. “I’ve been divorced three times.”
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.