Two more stories for our series on unusual (but edible) Carnival throws.

Karl Denino says he and his family attended the first Spanish Town Mardi Gras parades with friend Duz Hamilton, whose large family has been in the neighborhood for generations.

He recalls the second parade, when the only car was a convertible bearing King Price LeBlanc (this must have been in 1983, since I followed Price as king in 1984, and Tabby Thomas followed me in ’85).

Says Karl: “Price was throwing his famous smoked sausage, wrapped in foil.”

Darlene Parlipiano, of Covington, says, “Back in the early ’80s, the Krewe of Pontchartrain paraded in New Orleans East on Hayne Boulevard. My husband, Joe, was the lieutenant on the huge ‘Crawfish’ float.

“He actually handed out sandwich bags of boiled crawfish, complete with a potato and a piece of lemon.

“After the float passed, not only was the street scattered with beads, but crawfish shells as well.”

Mr. Confidence!

Kim Weaver, in the past, told of the lofty aspirations of son Grant — skipping college to play in the NFL, with his backup plan a career in the NBA.

Kim says Grant, now an eighth grader, “has finally come up with a more realistic goal. He came home from school gushing about an English assignment.

“Normally, this type of energy is reserved for sports.

“He was thrilled to announce that he had written a short story SO interesting that when he finished it, he actually re-read it for sheer entertainment.

“I asked him when the rest of us would be able to read this masterpiece, and he said, ‘When it’s published, of course.’

“The title, you ask? ‘Embedded Assignment Number 1.’”

(I don’t know, Kim — he might want to change that title for the movie version...)

Modern movie-going

Alex Chapman, of Ville Platte, says Ernie Gremillion’s Monday mention of walking into a movie theater at various parts of the show “reminded me of our standard parting words, ‘This is where I came in at.’

“Don’t know if I could do that nowadays. There are soooo many previews and notices before a movie even starts. One can only take so much before just Googling to find out what happened in the parts you missed.”

Wildlife preserve

Mike Smith says our mention of Woodville, Mississippi, reminds him that it was the site of a rather notorious “gentlemen’s club” catering to hunters:

“This one place of business has been responsible for saving the lives of hundreds of whitetail deer!”

Thrill ride

Everett Powers says, “Recent comments about people driving in the rain without turning on their headlights remind me of an experience I had years ago, when a friend and I were hitchhiking in Yugoslavia.

“Our driver ran out of gas about midnight — in the rain. Luckily, as we coasted to a stop, across the road was a bar that was just closing.

“I managed to negotiate a ride to a gas station with a less-than-sober fellow whose car didn’t have a working battery.

“He had parked it on a hill to facilitate a kick start, and as we lumbered off in jerks and starts, he alternated using the headlights and the windshield wipers — the generator not being up to powering both at the same time.

“When the car drove off, my friends later said they wondered if they’d seen me for the last time. Luckily, I returned with the gas, and lived to tell the tale.”

Special People Dept.

Sister Angela Bergeron, of Our Lady of Wisdom Health Care in New Orleans, celebrated her 101st birthday on Jan. 26. She taught in Catholic schools in Church Point, Destrehan, Labadieville, Larose, Lockport, White Castle and New Orleans.

Joe Matassa, a native of Donaldsonville, celebrates his 93rd birthday on Tuesday, Feb. 2. He is a World War II veteran.

Alec “The Farmer” Ruiz, of River Ridge, celebrated his 93rd birthday on Sunday, Jan. 31. He is known for the vegetable garden next to his house.

Sadonia Hutchinson celebrated her 90th birthday on Saturday, Jan. 30, at Paragon Casino in Marksville.

Paper chase

Carol B. says, “Tony Falterman’s mention of the Sears catalog (in outhouses) in the Monday column brought back memories of my young married days.

“Johnny Carson started a rumor that there was a toilet paper shortage, causing people to stock up on the product.

“Several couples (none of us had much money back then) were getting together to give a house-warming party for some friends who were new homeowners. We decided to bring toilet paper as our gift to the couple.

“There was much laughter as they unwrapped one pack of T.P. after another. But the biggest laugh came when they unwrapped the very last gift — a Sears catalog!”

Poorer than thou

Regarding Tony Falterman’s Monday tale of outhouses and Sears catalogs, Nobey Benoit has a question for Tony:

“Y’all had Sears catalogs?”

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