Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Oh to have the descriptive powers of a Samuel Longhorne Clemens . . .

I wish I could do the gentleman justice. We've met him a few times in passing at James' Coffee Shop in Old Denham Springs. Today he was dressed in dark suit pants, light brown shirt, a brown tie with yellow paisley design, a medium brown suit jacket and the brightest yellow straw fedora with a brown band. As he was leaving the restaurant, having said his au revoirs to his friends who were dressed as most men in the shop, shorts and polos, he stopped by our table and offered me a choice of the flowers he clasped in his gnarled, warm hand. The stems were wrapped in tinfoil just as we used to wrap Mama's violets back in the day. I'm in love with south Louisiana.

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