Saturday, September 27, 2008

On Blue Bayou

During a lunchtime conversation on the jobsite one day last week, some of the chatter reminded me of the several trips I made to a little town in the Louisiana Bayoux.

It started in Navy Engineman school in the Great Lakes training facility in Waukegan, Ill. I met another Engineman, Julius was his name, and we became fast friends. Eventually, when we finished the school, we received our orders and went on leave before going on to our ships.

When my leave was about half over, I rode my thumb down to New Orleans. I used to brag that I could consistently beat the Greyhounds by means of hitchhiking because, well.....I could. I checked it several times. Once, a New Jersey Trooper told me that if I was caught hitchhiking again in the state, he'd arrest me, so I took a bus. Several miles outside the New Jersey line, I got off the bus and stuck out my thumb. I got to Grand Forks a full six hours earlier than I would have by taking the bus all the way.

But, I digress. Julius picked me up at the truck stop from which I phoned, and we drove southwest into the bayou country. The first thing he did was drive around town showing me the high points. There was an ordinary-looking small-town downtown, generally kind of run-down looking because of the constant humidity and high rainfall. Colorful fast-food stores were absent, as the early few hadn't yet reached down into the bayou country. Residences varied from southern mansions to shanties as depicted in the beginning of the Disney Pirates of the Caribbean attraction.

There was a distinct and separate "colored" side of town, where the black people lived. Remember, this was 1962--prior to most of the equal rights marching, and etc. Blacks and whites mingled in the streets, blacks worked in stores and other jobs, but there was almost no interracial socializing and there were separate but not equal schools, parks and bathrooms and even separate public drinking fountains.

We went to Julius' folks house and met his parents. We had a delightful crayfish bisque for dinner--something very new for a North Dakota meat and potatoes kid. It started a lifelong love for Cajun-style cuisine I haven't ever gotten over.

The best was yet to come: Julius took me over to pick up his girlfriend, and then to another house at which he stopped and introduced me to the most delightful girl I'd yet met. Florette Pernicieri was her name. She was only fourteen (I was 18), but she was one of those girls you know would do well in a beauty pageant. In fact, she did, as she wrote me later on while I was at sea.

I still sort of melt from the sound of the voice of a Southern/Cajun accent coming from a beautiful woman.

One of the neighbors, as Flo showed me as we hung out together, lived near the edge of the swamp. He had an enclosure in his back yard, which contained a large number of alligators in a water-filled pit. He raised them commercially for their meat and skins.

We went to a diner where I was introduced to chicory coffee, and to a movie. Had a great time, even though Lutcher, Louisiana rolled up its sidewalks even earlier than did Grand Forks. Don't let anybody ever tell you that making out with a truly beautiful girl isn't great!

I had a few days before I had to be in Jacksonville, so Florette and I stuck together even closer than Julius and I, though the four of us spent evenings together.

When Julius and I left for our ships, I found that it was very easy to hitchhike from there to Jacksonville. I returned to Lutcher on many weekend liberties over the next several months. I finally let it go when I realized that her overwhelming motivation was to have me take her away from there. She didn't like the small town and wanted out.

I wasn't going to either marry her or otherwise set her up in Jacksonville, so I finally said goodbye. Not without some regrets, she was a delight in many ways and I missed her for a long time. I wonder if she ever made it.

Rambling off to memory lane.

Warm regards,

Col. Hogan
Stalag California


smartass sob said...

Aha! Another Navy man. Be ye a Shellback, too, matey?


Col. Hogan said...


Didn't get the luck. My ship was the USS Saratoga, out of Jacksonville. We were involved in the Cuba Blockade, and that was about as far south as we got.

I got a good tour of the Mediterranean, and had some marvelous adventures, but all in the northern half.

The Sara did go south a year or so after I left, to go to VietNam. I think I was in the Stalag by then.

smartass sob said...

The Sara did go south a year or so after I left, to go to VietNam.

You didn't miss much. I was on the Enterprise for the last three years I served and most of that was off the coast of Nam on Yankee Station. My next door neighbor is about your age and he served on the Enterprise during the Cuba thing. I was still in junior high school at the time. I always wanted a Med cruise, but the only way I'd have gotten one was to re-up. Warn't no way I'd have done that.


The Wine Commonsewer said...

Nicely spun.

Ain't that America?

Col. Hogan said...



Every now and then something reminds me of one of the adventures of my youth. It's kind of fun to write them down.

Things really have changed a lot over these past few decades. It's good to remember the freedom we've lost, so that we have incentive to gain it back.

Kent C said...


"It's good to remember the freedom we've lost, so that we have incentive to gain it back."

Don't know if you're able to get the TV show "Mad Men" (Madison Ave. men) on AMC but it's a throwback to the 50's basically and depicted rather well, imo, but it is 'corporate' so that's the setting. Still it does bring back some stuff for me. Everyone smokes. The men all have some alcohol in their desks. The kids use dry cleaning bags as 'astronaut suits' and there's some... what would be called sexual harrassment and it does look almost embarrassing now. It's not an 'exciting' show, and I don't know where it's going - probably Left - it won some awards I think, but worth a look see, imo.

Col. Hogan said...


Yeah, I get AMC. It kinda pisses me off that they've detoured away from their "all movies all the time" format. Sometimes, a good John Wayne movie on AMC is the only thing worth I've avoided Mad Men. I did see part of an episode, and saw a bit of what you've mentioned. Perhaps I'll take another look.

Kent C said...


Understood. (on AMC) and for me with Mad Men, it's not the story line as much as the kicks of memory that I get out of some of the scenes. I have DVR so I can watch it when absolutely nothing else of value is on - ie. most any time of the day ;-)