Dear Smiley: After reading in your Sept. 25 column about little Leslie Christopher, of New Roads, calling butterflies by her own word, “flutter-bys,” I agreed with her term.
It reminded me of one of my daughter Rebecca’s terms.
We were showing her honeysuckle vines (over 40 years ago) and how you can gently pull the back end through the flower and be rewarded with a drop of sweet nectar.
Becky preferred to call them “honeysuckems.” Somehow that seemed a better term.
MICHAEL E. “MICKEY” HUGHES
Oregon City, Oregon
Dear Smiley: Add to Diane T. Martin’s list of Southern pronunciations: “liberry” and “Chicargo.”
Dear Smiley: You’ve been writing about names of race horses recently.
Years ago, I was working on the sports desk of The Times-Picayune when, due to a snafu, we didn’t have our Fair Grounds picks as deadline loomed. I was told to pick three potential winners for each race.
With no Racing Form and little time, I looked at the program and picked as best I could. In one race, I picked three horses that had alliterative names like Southern Special.
The next night, I got a phone call from a man who said he used my picks to win an $800 Trifecta.
He didn’t offer to share his winnings.
Memories of Yogi
Dear Smiley: Your quote of Yogi Berra’s commencement speech at Montclair State University (in Montclair, New Jersey), my alma mater, brought back memories.
We tend to remember Yogi as the great baseball player, and so do I. My father would take me to Yankees games during that period in the ’50s to see all the great players.
Yogi was a major factor in getting the minor league team to locate on the MSU campus, and the baseball field is named after him.
But the memories of Yogi that stayed were more local. He and Phil Rizzuto opened the Rizzuto-Berra Bowling Alley in Clifton. I rode my bike across town many times to bowl and meet friends.
The fondest memory, though, is when he and Phil came to join us at our parish events to lend their support. Yogi was active in the communities in the area for many years and will be missed.
Grand Theft Auto
Dear Smiley: Several years ago, the former assessor of Assumption Parish, Joe Daigle, went to a night meeting in New Orleans and drove into work the next morning. He parked his vehicle next to mine under the courthouse.
When I left for lunch that day, I noticed the vehicle and called to tell him someone had taken his parking place.
He said he had parked in his usual place, but I told him the Mercury there was not the same color as his.
He went out to check and found his key had fit a different car in the parking garage — he brought someone else’s car to Napoleonville.
I told him the best thing he could do was notify NOPD, because he was driving a stolen car!
It was eventually worked out and he got his own vehicle back; however, what are the odds of your key fitting someone else’s vehicle?
Dear Smiley: My miniature schnauzer, Chloe, thinks the world revolves around fetching a tennis ball and demands I participate daily.
I must confess that Joanne and I watch “The Young and the Restless” every day, after which one of us takes Chloe out to fetch.
Somehow, she has caught on to this, and at the end of the show, where the announcer says, “Next on ‘The Young and the Restless,’ ” Chloe runs to the back door, barks and waits for her game of fetch.
Dear Smiley: Here is one for your “Say What?” department.
On the Saturday morning of the LSU-Syracuse football game, I stopped by Waffle House for breakfast.
Since I was alone, I sat at the counter near the cash register.
A 30-something couple dressed to the nines in LSU gear came to the register to check out.
The waitress handling the register smiled and asked them if they were going to the game. She looked very young and was obviously unaware that the game was out of town.
The man responded, “No, it is an away game. They are playing Syracuse in California.”
My first thought was to ask, “So, when did they move it?”
He was a big man. I thought better of it.
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