Butte La Rose

Bonjour!
I need to carry a pad and pen everywhere I go. Often I meet with people who when they see me have a little something to share with me and I figure they are leading to share with the readers.
I’m cool with that. We all connect. But I don’t pursue what they’ve told me because I don’t write it down therefore forget it by the time I get home.
Shame on me for neglecting. Theirs are great unique little family stories. Though nothing incriminating! I could at least jot their phone numbers and call later for their information.
No two of us have the same story to tell. And all very interesting. I get many laughs that way. Little secrets bottled up inside about yesterdays, wanting to let the cat out the bag. Silly memories. We kinda all know each other or know of each other around this area. I will be calling Don and Melba Hebert soon.
For instance: therapy at McLeod’s this week, the Blanchard sisters, Jeanette and Goldie were there. We grew up down the road from each other in Catahoula. We reminisced the days papa farmed the land where the cemetery sets by the lake. Jeanette giggled remembering when she and my sister Ruby went to papa’s garden, an area of the field he farmed, and picked tomatoes to eat right on the spot. Gee, 70-plus years ago! Thinking they were sneaking tomatoes, papa saw their little barefoot prints, unknowing whose they were, had a good laugh about it.
Amazing how God led my papa to farm that piece of soil. And he is at rest in his eternal home in the same soil he worked with his hands. We’d walk those woods leading to his field many times to go meet papa.
Ever seen a 60-pound weight load washer, or 75-pound weight load dryer? You can. At the corner of Rees and Bridge in Breaux Bridge at the new washeteria. We won’t need to atteler le cheval et wagon to haul our dirty clothes, wash tub and wash board and home made soap to the lake to do our wash anymore! We’re uptown now mais chère.
Remembering back then bayou and lake waters were clean and clear. Where once flowed clean water is now dirty and muddy. It is good to have the “laundry math” back.
Met up with Francis and Rena Dupuis from Henderson today doing their shopping-thingy. They asked me next time musician the Pat Campbell comes around to let them know. They’d been neighbor campers at Grand Chenier. Then came along a hurricane doing so much damage they had to abandon their camp.
We talked about the new “Federal Benefit Payment” replacing old “Social Security” cost of living raise we’ll not be receiving in 2016. And the cost of Medicare payments going up. That is what we have to look forward to. They are energetic seniors and grow a garden. Rena was saying one of their favorites from it are their yummy green beans and that was going to be on their supper menu.
Read a little message from Ames Courville calling himself Dr. Courville on Facebook. Says if people would use castor oil on their completion nightly the oil would refurbish their skin and remove spots. But make sure to use it upon going to bed. He is so serious and said his wife now calls him son. Ha! (Thank you Tara at Wal-Mart.)
To remind seniors, at Park Hardy, 4th Wednesday of each month, 7:30 a.m. to about 10:30 a.m. when seniors come for their Food for Seniors, we take apps for those 60 years old on up. Just come with a picture ID and your annual SS letter of your monthly income.
Merci à tout. Hmmm, see any rain out there?

Cousine Hélène
337-280-1988.
helenboudreaux@juno.com