A couple of comments about our seminar (mostly for guys) on how to remember significant events in a relationship:

Doug Johnson, of Watson, says, "A wedding anniversary is a very important day for most couples, and it should not be necessary to be wed on one’s birthday to remember it.

"I never forget that my wife and I were wed on February 14."

And Emmet LaJaunie, of Jefferson, expands on that idea:

"Speaking of remembering dates, I admit that I’m terrible at it. So, my wife and I got married on Valentine’s Day. She says that way she’ll get at least one present on that day.

"Oh, by the way, it’s hard to forget my wife’s birthday. She was born on Halloween. So we get to celebrate it with all the kids who come to get candy for trick or treat!

"Before someone asks if I buy her a new broom every year — no, I don’t.

"One year I made the comment about buying a new broom for her to a friend and my daughter (probably about 4 or 5 at the time) said, 'No, Daddy, that’s not right.'

"I immediately apologized to her for saying that, but she then piped up and said, 'Daddy, you have to get her an upgrade to a vacuum cleaner!'

"Have never laughed so hard in my life!"

(And how hard did SHE laugh?)

Use a wood!

A.J. Grimes, taking note of our squirrel stories, asks, "How about a raccoon story?"

He says, "One balmy October night we heard a loud noise on our roof. I went outside to check several times but didn’t see anything.

"On the way back to bed, I checked on our new kitten in the basement (we were living up north), but I didn’t get the basement door fully closed. I came back to bed — and then I heard my wife scream. She had seen a large shadow in the hall.

"I grabbed a 2-iron and ran into the hall to see what was going on. With the 2-iron, I shooed one raccoon from the hall out the front door while our tiny kitten had the other raccoon cornered in the kitchen. Then I shooed that one outside.

"Earlier in the day I had installed a chimney cap, and the noise was Mama Raccoon beating on it trying to get to her (big) babies. Their nest was in the chimney; they had gotten loose in the basement and scampered up the stairs into the hall.

"What else can you do with a 2-iron?"

Neighborhood hunter

Speaking of our furry friends, Bo Bienvenu, of Prairieville, has a "welcome to Baton Rouge" story:

"When we moved to our house in midtown Baton Rouge in the late '90s, we were greeted by the sound of gunshots one morning.

"After retrieving my personal protection device, I went out to find out what was happening.

"I saw an elderly lady (about my current age) walking through our yard in her robe carrying a plastic bag.

"She was headed for our neighbor’s yard to pick up the squirrel she had just shot out of the tree in her back yard."

Special People Dept.

  • Isaac Polk, of Baton Rouge, celebrates his 90th birthday Saturday
  • John and Nita Himel, of Plaquemine, celebrate 64 years of marriage Friday.

That popular Texan

After a reader commented on the practice of naming Texas roads "FM" for farm to market, Tom Boone, of Gonzales, chimed in with this:

"I noticed on my rides through Texas there are many roads named after a guy named Co. He must have been at the Alamo or sumthin."

(After I appeared puzzled, Tom explained that Texas names county roads in this manner — "Co 1234," etc. See, there ARE some things I don't know…)

Missionary work?

Ronald Scioneaux, of St. James, says, "Just the other day I was following a car on the highway into Baton Rouge.

"The car had a bumper sticker that read 'FOLLOW ME TO JESUS.'

"It turned in to the Hooters' parking lot. I drove on by!"

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