Carl N. Williams recalls the time 15 years ago when he and his late wife Dorothy were visiting Hawaii’s big island and found themselves the only passengers on a tour bus:

“Then two ladies got on board, and sat across the aisle from us.

“They asked where we were from, and when we said Baton Rouge they started singing ‘You Are My Sunshine’ in beautiful soprano voices.

“Dorothy and I were choir singers, so we started singing harmony — her alto and my tenor.

“They we heard a booming bass join in — the bus driver.

“Thank you, Jimmie Davis, for your song that brought us all together.”


Harold Aswell, of Baton Rouge, offers a “small world” tale:

“A number of years ago, my family traveled to Disney World in Florida.

“One day the others wanted to go swimming, so I got the task of washing clothes.

“There was a small convenience store on site, so I went there to get detergent.

“I noticed when I went in the cashier looked at me, puzzled. And when I went to check out, she said, ‘Aren’t you a lawyer?’

“I certainly didn’t look like one with sunburned face, Disney T-shirt and shorts.

“I said ‘Yes,’ and then she really threw me by asking if I was from Farmerville.

“I said ‘Yes’ again, even more puzzled.

“Then she said, ‘You did my divorce — and boy, did we ever get that Marine!’”


Recent mention of baseball caps brought a bit of history from Melvin Henry:

“Many years ago, baseball players and those associated with the game were concerned that outfielders and others often lost the ball if the sun was behind it.

“They came up with the baseball cap we are familiar with today.

“I have noticed that many young people wear the hat backwards, which completely defeats its purpose. No one can give me an answer as to WHY. Probably some sort of rebellious act.”

(One of my favorite photos, which often pops up on Facebook, shows a guy at a ball game with his cap on backwards, shading his eyes from the sun with his hand. No, I don’t know if the game was at College Station…)

As the wind blows

Doug Johnson, of Watson, says, “Tales of getting remote radio stations brings back memories from the late ’50s, when I could listen to stations in Texas and Louisiana in my dorm room in Tennessee.

“A more recent memory is from the early ’80s, when I was working at a carbon black plant on the Gulf Coast.

“I noticed that one plant operator often listened to a remote Texas station.

“When I commented on how far away it was, he remarked, ‘Yes, but I can get it as long as the wind isn’t blowing the wrong way.’

“I held my laughter until I got out of the control room.”


Dorothy Wargo, of New Orleans, recalls meeting Donna Douglas:

“I was an obstetrical nurse at a hospital north of Baton Rouge, and once spent the night taking care of ‘Elly May’s’ daughter-in-law in labor.

“Donna spent the night with us as a excited first-time grandmother.

“When she learned I had two young daughters at home, she wrote both a note saying ‘Thank you for sharing their mother at this special time.’

“A few years later she returned to speak at the Baker Prayer Breakfast. My husband painted a ‘Beverly Hillbillies’ backdrop, and she recognized his name and asked about me. What a nice lady!”


Elise Theriot, of Pierre Part, celebrated her 99th birthday on Dec. 16.

Nettie Starns Arceneaux’s 90th birthday is Wednesday, Jan. 14. Her family celebrated with an open house Saturday, Jan. 10, at Northside Baptist Church, Denham Springs. She lived in Baton Rouge from the early 1940s to 1994, when she moved to Denham Springs.

Pat and Pat Ainsworth celebrated their 60th anniversary on Dec. 22.

George and Marlene Hill Milton, of Walker, celebrate their 54th anniversary on Wednesday, Jan. 14.


From Marvin Borgmeyer: “My kids text me ‘plz,’ which is shorter than ‘please.’

“I text back ‘no,’ which is shorter than ‘yes.’”


Shirley Fleniken tells of Morris, who realized he needed a hearing aid but was unwilling to spend much money.

“How much do they cost?” he asked the salesperson.

“That depends,” he said. “They run from $2 to $2,000.”

“Let’s see the $2 model,” said Morris.

The salesperson put the device around Morris’ neck. “You just stick this button in your ear and run this little string down to your pocket,” he instructed.

“How does it work?” asked Morris.

“For $2 it doesn’t work,” the salesperson replied. “But when people see it on you, they’ll talk louder!”


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