Clifford RIP
The generator just shut off at the Bienville house where Killer used to live, the backyard of which backs up to my Rocheblave side yard. They have been steadily renovating both sides of that double shotgun for months now. Killer been long dead.
An old lady in a housecoat walks a dog down Rocheblave to the Iberville corner and disappears to a world of viability that may or may not exist outside my view.
A cat I have never seen likewise appears and disappears.
I started smoking again Saturday morning. I apologize to the people who were proud of me for quitting but I feel like I will quit again so feel free to be proud of me again in the future.
I was just at the lake with my nephew throwing the football and drinking Guinness while his son tried to make me be Eli Manning. I resisted. I don't want to be Eli Manning.
I have been more or less geographically rejected by the Mid-City Association and will not in the future ever refer to my neighborhood as Mid-City. I have in fact only been doing so recently as a convenience to outside readers who may need a little geographical crutch to picture my area. This exclusion makes me not even a little bit sad. I live in the Bienville Corridor or my self-named Faubourg Louisville, and don't want to be, nor did I ever, want to be, associated with the politics of Mid-City.
I haven't heard or seen a car on Rocheblave, Bienville, Iberville, or Dorgenois, all of which I can see from where I sit in the passenger seat of my truck in my driveway, for thirty minutes now. I am not disturbed by this at the same time it seems notable to me.
The Baptist church parishioners of that church on Bienville between Galvez and Claiborne were out front again this morning, sitting in folding chairs, and there was ten-year-old drummer backed up against the church building, but I could not see in my passing other probable musicians. I wish I has the guts to sit in with them, if they would even begrudgingly have me.
I was yesterday helping the chauffeur measure dimensions in the catastrophe that is his home across the street and a van from the Victory Fellowship people, who either are the people from, or are just associated with, that really cool church at the corner of Broad and Iberville, and let me tell you they give out plate lunches in styrofoam containers that rock the world of free food, and this cute young woman pulls up to the curb and says, want some food? and we say yeah. Victory Fellowship, thank you.
Speaking of great free food, some new friends got married to each other in the Irish Channel last night, in front of their home and thirty guests, and the groom is a fellow former Dallas boy with barbecue skills and had enough beef and pork barbecue, cole slaw, potato salad and baked beans to allow me three full plates over the evening and I was stuffed, except when I got home, when I wished I had taken a to-go plate.
This week stop lights have been powered up at Tulane and Broad and at Canal and Broad and at several of the intersections of Orleans Ave., between Broad and Claiborne.
There are notably a few pickup basketball games happening at area courts.
Despite the lack of what George Bush considers a master plan, people all over the city of New Orleans are rebuilding. At the wedding party last night a man described his innovative ways of just pushing ahead without insurance money and then presenting his work to the insurance representatives as a way to get the money owed to him, given to him.
It's almost February here and it hasn't been very cold this winter and as the sun sets on Rocheblave, I swat mosquitoes.
My mom died on Friday.
sorry jim.
I offer my condolences, Jim. I'm sorry to hear that.
I met your Mom just that one time during an UT-OU weekend in '77. After I had lost track of you, I was able to reconnect because I remembered your parents' street name after a very patient information operator read off the street names of people named Louis. From being in that house, they seemed like the kind of folks that would stay pretty well attached to a place.
Sorry for your loss.
sorry to hear that, jim.
Sorry Jim. Let us know if we can do anything.
my mom called and said she saw the obituary in the dallas morning news. she extends condolences. she read most of it to me. Jims mom was a liberated professional and educated woman back when that wasnt a given. Before jim was borne she was a journalist in Austin. which shouldnt come as too much of a surprise considering someone we know got the writing gene. She also is cited as an expert on and collector of milk glass. much more. ill transcribe more when the clipping comes in the mail.
i'm so sorry to hear that, jim.
I hope your winter somehow gets better. So sorry for your loss.
I was wondering about her yesterday while waiting for the bus. My condolences, Jim.
Sympathies, man.
I was gonna talk about the mid-city geo-politics, but somehow that seems trivial now.
sorry jim
You are in my thoughts. I found this available online to share.
http://www.legacy.com/dallasmorningnews/Obituaries.asp?Page=LifeStory&PersonID=16550861
jim - i am so sorry to hear that.
 Clifford Snowden Louis
LOUIS, , CLIFFORD SNOWDEN Died Friday, Jan. 27 at age 88. She was preceded in death by her husband, Alexander Louis, and one grandson, Philip James Louis. She is survived by one daughter, Sarah Schuler, of Pleasanton, CA., and her husband Tony; five sons and their wives, Don and Pat Louis of Arlington, TX; Paul and Judy Louis of Austin, TX; Walter and Micky Louis of Overland Park, KS; Alex and Valerie Louis of Dallas, TX.; and James Louis of New Orleans, LA; 21 grandchildren and 6 great grandchildren. Clifford was born Dec. 10, 1917 in Bastrop Co., TX, to Nancy Pearl Pepper Snowden and John George Snowden. She graduated from the University of Texas and served with the Navy's WAVES during World War II. She worked professionally as a journalist on newspapers in Austin and Lamesa, TX. and was associate editor of the Texas Bar Journal. She married Alexander Louis July 3, 1947 in Austin, TX. and had lived in Dallas since 1952. She was active in the PTA, a Cub Scout and Girl Scout leader and involved in a wide range of youth and women's groups at Walnut Hill United Methodist Church, where she also served as an archivist with her husband. Clifford was an avid collector and an authority on antique American milk glass. Memorial service is scheduled for 11am Wednesday, February 1, 2006 at Walnut Hill United Methodist Church. Open visitation at Restland Funeral Home from 6-8pm Tuesday, January 31, 2006. Restland 972-238-7111 restlandfuneralhome.com i copied this from anons link above.
Thanks everybody.
(My brother's kids are waking up. You mean they only sleep eight hours?)
sorry Jim, to you and the family
|
The generator just shut off at the Bienville house where Killer used to live, the backyard of which backs up to my Rocheblave side yard. They have been steadily renovating both sides of that double shotgun for months now. Killer been long dead.
An old lady in a housecoat walks a dog down Rocheblave to the Iberville corner and disappears to a world of viability that may or may not exist outside my view.
A cat I have never seen likewise appears and disappears.
I started smoking again Saturday morning. I apologize to the people who were proud of me for quitting but I feel like I will quit again so feel free to be proud of me again in the future.
I was just at the lake with my nephew throwing the football and drinking Guinness while his son tried to make me be Eli Manning. I resisted. I don't want to be Eli Manning.
I have been more or less geographically rejected by the Mid-City Association and will not in the future ever refer to my neighborhood as Mid-City. I have in fact only been doing so recently as a convenience to outside readers who may need a little geographical crutch to picture my area. This exclusion makes me not even a little bit sad. I live in the Bienville Corridor or my self-named Faubourg Louisville, and don't want to be, nor did I ever, want to be, associated with the politics of Mid-City.
I haven't heard or seen a car on Rocheblave, Bienville, Iberville, or Dorgenois, all of which I can see from where I sit in the passenger seat of my truck in my driveway, for thirty minutes now. I am not disturbed by this at the same time it seems notable to me.
The Baptist church parishioners of that church on Bienville between Galvez and Claiborne were out front again this morning, sitting in folding chairs, and there was ten-year-old drummer backed up against the church building, but I could not see in my passing other probable musicians. I wish I has the guts to sit in with them, if they would even begrudgingly have me.
I was yesterday helping the chauffeur measure dimensions in the catastrophe that is his home across the street and a van from the Victory Fellowship people, who either are the people from, or are just associated with, that really cool church at the corner of Broad and Iberville, and let me tell you they give out plate lunches in styrofoam containers that rock the world of free food, and this cute young woman pulls up to the curb and says, want some food? and we say yeah. Victory Fellowship, thank you.
Speaking of great free food, some new friends got married to each other in the Irish Channel last night, in front of their home and thirty guests, and the groom is a fellow former Dallas boy with barbecue skills and had enough beef and pork barbecue, cole slaw, potato salad and baked beans to allow me three full plates over the evening and I was stuffed, except when I got home, when I wished I had taken a to-go plate.
This week stop lights have been powered up at Tulane and Broad and at Canal and Broad and at several of the intersections of Orleans Ave., between Broad and Claiborne.
There are notably a few pickup basketball games happening at area courts.
Despite the lack of what George Bush considers a master plan, people all over the city of New Orleans are rebuilding. At the wedding party last night a man described his innovative ways of just pushing ahead without insurance money and then presenting his work to the insurance representatives as a way to get the money owed to him, given to him.
It's almost February here and it hasn't been very cold this winter and as the sun sets on Rocheblave, I swat mosquitoes.
My mom died on Friday.
- jimlouis 1-30-2006 3:17 am
sorry jim.
- bill 1-30-2006 3:27 am [add a comment]
I offer my condolences, Jim. I'm sorry to hear that.
- tom moody 1-30-2006 5:41 am [add a comment]
I met your Mom just that one time during an UT-OU weekend in '77. After I had lost track of you, I was able to reconnect because I remembered your parents' street name after a very patient information operator read off the street names of people named Louis. From being in that house, they seemed like the kind of folks that would stay pretty well attached to a place.
Sorry for your loss.
- mark 1-30-2006 11:30 am [add a comment]
sorry to hear that, jim.
- dave 1-30-2006 5:48 pm [add a comment]
Sorry Jim. Let us know if we can do anything.
- jim 1-30-2006 5:50 pm [add a comment]
my mom called and said she saw the obituary in the dallas morning news. she extends condolences. she read most of it to me. Jims mom was a liberated professional and educated woman back when that wasnt a given. Before jim was borne she was a journalist in Austin. which shouldnt come as too much of a surprise considering someone we know got the writing gene. She also is cited as an expert on and collector of milk glass. much more. ill transcribe more when the clipping comes in the mail.
- bill 1-30-2006 9:37 pm [add a comment]
i'm so sorry to hear that, jim.
- linda 1-30-2006 11:11 pm [add a comment]
I hope your winter somehow gets better. So sorry for your loss.
- outfoxed (guest) 1-31-2006 3:18 am [add a comment]
I was wondering about her yesterday while waiting for the bus. My condolences, Jim.
- steve 1-31-2006 5:40 pm [add a comment]
Sympathies, man.
I was gonna talk about the mid-city geo-politics, but somehow that seems trivial now.
- Editor B (guest) 1-31-2006 6:33 pm [add a comment]
sorry jim
- mb (guest) 1-31-2006 7:51 pm [add a comment]
You are in my thoughts. I found this available online to share.
http://www.legacy.com/dallasmorningnews/Obituaries.asp?Page=LifeStory&PersonID=16550861
- anonymous (guest) 1-31-2006 8:29 pm [add a comment]
jim - i am so sorry to hear that.
- julie 1-31-2006 9:59 pm [add a comment]
i copied this from anons link above.- bill 1-31-2006 11:36 pm [add a comment]
Thanks everybody.
(My brother's kids are waking up. You mean they only sleep eight hours?)
- jimlouis 2-01-2006 4:44 pm [1 comment]
sorry Jim, to you and the family
- johnsch (guest) 2-02-2006 12:26 am [add a comment]