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Staff Sergeant Louie Alexander And General George S. Patton Heroes Amoung Us
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Early in the morning of Tuesday, May 15, 1940, residents of central La. were awakened by the roar of military tanks speeding down their quiet country roads toward Leesville. For almost a week, the region had swarmed with soldiers. All of central Louisiana seemed to be engulfed in war, caught up in the largest military maneuvers ever held in the United States. After years of public apathy, the nation's military had been seriously neglected. The poorly equipped United States Army had few armored vehicles, so the sight of fifty-four tanks rolling through the countryside caught everyone's attention. Few had ever seen a single tank before, much less the thundering fleet advancing on Leesville.
Tanks had been used in World War I, but since then the technology had been largely abandoned. Military leaders still favored the cavalry. In 1940, on the eve of World War II, some still argued that the large-scale use of tanks was an ineffective strategy. Events that unfolded during the Louisiana Maneuvers soundly refuted this view. Firing blank shells, the tank forces easily overpowered the opposition, who only managed to fire one machine gun and one antitank weapon. More
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Jambalaya Festival 2006
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The sun is coming up. It’s 6:00am and the fires are getting started, anticipation is everywhere and hopes are high. The Jambalaya Festival 2006 has started and the Jambalaya cooking contest has begun. Irma Boulevard soon starts having the sights, sounds, and smells that are the festival. The Jambalaya Association is serving the world-class jambalaya. Citizens are mingling and locals are merging on the Jambalaya Festival's central location, the Gonzales Civic Center.
As I looked across the festival grounds I saw Mayor Johnny Berthelot along with Martin McConnell, Wally Tallion, president of the Jambalaya Association, serving jambalaya and greeting the public. Accessor Renee Mire was counting tickets and a beautiful sunny day is welcomed by all.
I headed toward the cooks and ran into Carlos Braud, former Jambalaya Champ and this year’s winner of the Champion of Champions cooking contest.
Along cooking row I ran into many friends. Everybody had a special technique and the aroma of sizzling hens and smothering of onions was mouth watering. It was hot but had a nice breeze. This year's world champion will have to master the heat control of open flame and the timing of perfectly cooked rice. As I looked at about 20 cooking teams I was informed there were 118 teams participating. Who will be this years champ, Blake, Stump, Danny or Max. Carlos, Ricky, Wally, Tee Wayne or Mike. Later today we'll see who made the magic. More
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Liberals must have infected me with a Conscience!
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I truly appreciate all the comments and e-mails sent to me concerning last months article, “I Let Everybody use my Hoe!”. I had no idea how many hoe lovers there were out there.
One fan wrote, "I stroke my hoe before I pound it into the ground." and another wrote "I hose my hoe down after every time I use it."
I hope these folks got the joke and are not speaking literally.
I decided to grow a garden this year. Two years ago I grew one and when it was just about to produce fruit a typical Louisiana storm blew through and within 6 hours my yard was flooded and my garden was 3 feet deep in the water from the Amite River.
My tomatoes have boomed this year despite the daily watering necessary to make them grow. I was counting the days, waiting for these beautiful green tomatoes to turn red.
As I was counting the days till harvest I noticed a few of my cherry tomatoes were coming up missing. Half hollowed out tomatoes were lying on the ground throughout my garden. I started watching from a distance and don't you know there was one lone cat squirrel tipping toward the garden and having his way with my tomatoes. I immediately decided to take matters into my on hands and shoot the little varmint.
The next day I saw a cat squirrel squished in the road and I hoped it was that little tomato stealing creep. More
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