Thinking of dad
Since I’m off to New Orleans for 10 days, I thought I best get ahead of the game, because things will be poppin’ once I get there.
Anyway, I could fill about four columns talking about my wonderful visit to Ruston. I almost felt like a celebrity — however that feels — because everyone was so special to me. I tell you, folks, I love Ruston, Dubach, Simsboro and Choudrant, where I taught at one time. It was the bonus that came with teaching public school music.