A good man, a downright prince of a gentleman I’m pleased to call uncle, makes his home in South Louisiana, the state where angels and saints take up residence. He’s a man of definitive tastes: an andouille connoisseur; an unabashed Tiger fan; a weekend boat captain who knows his way around the South Louisiana marsh maze. He’s holy-ish, makes his way to the church house on Sundays, says his prayers, reads his scriptures, and keeps the Lord’s name out of his swears. He visits his inlaws...
Published on January 10, 2020 11:33