You’ll find my stories fall into these categories:
Paperboy to Prosecutor
One of my favorite songs is about old dogs and children. These stories have a little bit of both.
They feature tales of growing up in a mill town in North Louisiana during the Depression, adjusting to life in the big, colorful city of New Orleans, and fond remembrances of the father, brothers, uncles, cousins, and friends who influenced his progress from country boy to citizen of The City That Care Forgot.
Collards, Crawfish and Crooks
Many of these stories previously appeared in my column in a local newspaper. They are tales of half a life spent in courtrooms as trial lawyer, prosecutor, and judge. Some spice has been added, as with any good gumbo, and some identities have been changed to protect the guilty.
To Speak the Truth
The term VOIR DIRE is used in the process of jury selection, but the original meaning of the phrase was to speak the truth.