Part I: Katrina For the first time since Katrina, I visited New Orleans recently. As a jazz aficionado, I was thrilled to go there in 1968 when an Ohio friend wanted company on a sixteen-hour drive to look over Tulane … Continue reading
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To miss New Orleans, that is. If at no other time of the year, then as Mardi Gras nears the Big Easy, the Crescent City, The City that Time Forgot forces itself back into one’s consciousness. I haven’t been to … Continue reading