Ava James in this house
I visited Ava James today, all of one day old, and I told her that she is a bright light because she arrived in a storm and was able to add perspective and hope.
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Year: 2007
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Feeling and thinking our way out of the funk
I spoke to a few people today who would like to make something come of the tragedy of Nia Robertson dying – that is take some action to make things better so we can create a community that doesn’t attract this type of senseless violence. Right now there is a lot of desire and not a lot of knowing what to do next, but a few of us have committed to meet and figure out…
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Hope dies last
I went to Cafe Degas last night to meet B for dinner – it had been a long sad day for both of us. The bartenders from Pal’s had all congregated under the wings of E, sobbing, mourning, hugging, trying to find meaning from a senseless act of violence. Yesterday, the news at Pal’s polarized our little community – there were the “good neighbor” people who rallied for Pal’s as a community gathering spot and…
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Flames are just getting hotter
Sadly I learned that a young woman had her throat slit at a neighborhood bar that has been attracting an out of town violent element since the storm. I quit going to Pal’s Lounge because the crowd although still mostly local was increasingly becoming more dicey and the last straw was when the two guys walked in and stole the bartender’s dog. Now it appears a retired cop from up north who had come to…
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Flame on
Last night, I was at my neighbor’s for a carnivore’s delight – I brought the dessert champagne and cannolis from Angelo Brocato’s. We got to talking about guns and having one and when would you use one. I said unless I was protecting somebody else’s life, I’d have a hard time pulling a trigger. Fast forward to this morning – I was walking in the park with Loca having already gone around the bayou with…
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Drama Queen
Someone who spoke with my mother at my house-warming party said your mom is “so dramatic” and then she looked at me and said, “the apple doesn’t fall from the tree.” I was at Pilates yesterday and L said, “was that you in that big blue truck?” and I said yeah, that bad ass truck is mine. She said, “I couldn’t believe you’d drive a truck.” Weird, I totally see it. And back to Louise…
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My dance card is full
I had dinner with P on Monday, dinner with K on Tuesday, dinner tonight is with R&A, dinner tomorrow with B – I’m making my way through the alphabet. This weekend is my 30th High School reunion with my high school friend AA – I went to Lakeside High School in Atlanta. Then on Monday, I’m flying out with F to Turkey where M awaits us on the boat. No complaints.
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Faubourg St John
One of my neighbors wrote about our little community in his blog – I couldn’t have said it better except to add that why is this man not buying green onion sausage from the Terranovas – surely that and Hubig Pies are the main reason to patronize the store.