Baton Rouge
After breakfast this morning we gassed up Harvey, popped in to Costco for another bag of Stacy’s and then headed over to our friends, Bob and Eveyln. Bob and my dad had been Army buddies since they met at Ft Sill over 60 years ago. Bob was the best man in my parent’s wedding. When we got there, Bruce did an amazing job backing down their really long drive way. With awesome instructions from me of course. Evelyn made us some sandwiches for lunch while we hung out and heard stories from Bob about escapades with my dad, as well as lots more escapades without my dad. Bob is a first class story-teller. He told us how he earned his 3 purple hearts in Viet Nam and about being the Ball Judge for a Baton Rouge Mardi Gras parade and walking with Pete Fountain’s Half Fast Walking Club in the New Orleans Mardi Gras parades for 20 years. I didn’t totally understand all the Mardi Gras stuff, but it sounds like he has sure done some fascinating things! He also carves intricate birds from wood, grows orchids and makes jewelry and fly hooks. I’m sorry I didn’t get pictures of everything.
In the afternoon we drove around Baton Rouge and they showed us the LSU campus, where Bob had worked as an Army ROTC instructor. We ate dinner at George’s Grill and then went home for more stories. Pretty soon Bruce & I headed out to Harvey to hit the sack.
