Things I Didn’t Know Until I Left New Orleans

Small surprises from a NOLA expat

TSA TLC

Or what not to wear to the airport

Lately I’ve been on the move a great deal. Every other week I fly from Louisiana to Minnesota for business and feel like I could go through the security discombobulation and recombobulation areas with my eyes closed.

“I pooped in there.”

(So … last night, we were sposed to have Movie Night. Me, Robby (of course), TJ and TJ’s friend Wynn. But Wynn was…

Bead Counting

For almost six years, a rosary has hung from the brass shade bracket of my banker’s desk lamp. It has been five decades since my fingers trundled along the beads of a rosary’s five decades; five decades since, as one of the “poor banished children of Eve,” I sought the merciful intercession of the…