I picked up my candidate cards today. Now I have something to leave behind besides a business card with my website address on it.
Today, I finished up Custom House Rd., the street I lived on as a boy, and where I learned to ride my bike when the road was gravel. The very house I lived in is still there - where my grandfather lived. It was extra special to find someone who remembered my grandfather living in the neighborhood. Recalling when the neighborhood I now live in was all fields, I realize that there has been growth in Arnaudville. But, I remember when Arnaudville was the "hub", lively with stores, a movie theatre, and plenty of bars and entertainment! With all the roads leading into Arnaudville, there was always plenty happening.
I'll have more walking to do tomorrow, since the weather should cooperate. Ginger pointed out today that this will be the first Mardi Gras in about 10 years that I was not working the parade route in Jefferson Parish. It was always all hands on deck for the deputies -- no one was exempt. So, it is no wonder that I am not too enthused about Mardi Gras -- seen my share of parades, and all that comes with them -- drunks, fights, rowdy crowds, and an occasional shooting. Truth is that New Orleans and Jefferson Parish police are the best trained when it comes to crowd control in the United States. But, I am happy to be back to the small town life.