Dear Smiley: I was a week or so overdue for a haircut when the flood hit.

Finally got a breather from the rat race of repair one morning, and was determined to find my barber who lost his shop — Brad Coutee of Brad's Barber Shop.

I went to his shop looking for directions to wherever he was, and no sign was there.

About that time he drove up, and cut my hair in the parking lot.

So if anyone needs a barber, he sets up in the mornings in the strip shopping center next to the Racetrac station in Denham Springs.

Good barber, a guaranteed laugh or two, and a flood victim.

Gotta admire a guy like that; lot of them out there trying to survive.


Baton Rouge

Gift problem

Dear Smiley: Your column about doctor's pay reminded me of the early years of my law practice in Pierre Part.

I often would transfer an automobile title or notarize a document for no charge.

In appreciation for the service I provided, I was quite often the beneficiary of a sack or two of crawfish or several dozen really big crabs.

Once, one of my clients wanted to show his appreciation, so with no solicitation from me he brought me a whole deer which had been freshly killed and quartered and put in a very large ice chest.

It was very thoughtful of him, but IT WAS JULY and the season CLOSED in JANUARY!

I just knew I was going to be arrested and would go to jail and lose my freshly framed law license!



Dear Tony: You forget to tell us how you cooked that venison…

Silent sonata

Dear Smiley: My mom told me this story about my grandfather:

He and other MDs would volunteer a few hours a month at the local mental institution to attend to patients' medical needs.

On one visit Granddaddy noticed a patient playing the piano in the common room. She would sway to the music, bending down to the keyboard, then throwing back her head for big dramatic passages.

Only thing was — not one sound was coming out of that piano!

Granddaddy asked one of the attendants about it. She said, “Oh, that’s Betty. She is happy only if she can play the piano all day. The problem is that Betty can’t play, and her aimless banging on it was distressing all of us. So we removed all the hammers inside the piano. Betty doesn’t seem to notice that there is no sound coming out, so everyone is happy.”

I guess Betty was a concert pianist in her own mind.

Sort of like I am an opera singer in my own shower.



Only memories left

Dear Smiley: Having salvaged about 25 percent of our stuff after Katrina, we now have lost 95 percent of our stuff in Denham Springs.

I used to have lots of stuff that would trigger a flood of memories. Now all I have left are memories of floods.

However, memories are where you find them.

For instance, in Thursday’s column, there was a story submitted by Jeanie Streat.

I could not help but make the connection between her name and our address in Chalmette before Katrina. We lived on Genie Street.

Memories get triggered by whatever I can find these days.


Denham Springs

Cutting back

Dear Smiley: As I thought of the situation we find ourselves in in this community, I wondered what citizens not really impacted by the disaster could do to help.

Why don't we, as a community, agree to have garbage pickup once a week rather than twice?

Could the savings incurred be diverted to the recovery effort and provide assistance to the areas impacted?

I sincerely believe that if the city-parish government could work something out with the refuse contractors, this community would cooperate.


Baton Rouge

Sign language

Dear Smiley: Some Burma-Shave trivia:

The signs were especially constructed and anchored to discourage vandalism. All sign locations were carefully monitored and inspected annually. The verses at each location were changed at intervals.

There were four states that never had Burma-Shave signs. Arizona, Nevada and New Mexico were deemed to have insufficient traffic density, and Massachusetts had too many winding roads.

The name Burma-Shave was chosen for this early brushless shaving cream because most of the essential oils used in the product came from the country of Burma and the Malay Peninsula.

My favorite verse is this one:








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