1-Out of New Orleans

Well, I am here in the South of France (just north of Marseille) for a while staying with my niece Courtney and her husband Mohammed and their two little girls ages four and two. I had to get out of New Orleans. I just couldn’t take the filth, crime, incompetence, stupidity, and general moronic behavior of the general populace anymore. Yes, I am going to miss my friends, Mardi Gras, and all of the fun that New Orleans can offer, but the killings were getting too close to the house for my taste and I was going crazy. Liz is still in New Orleans.

This will be my web site where you can come to read what I am doing concerning my experiences in France and other places. Send me a note if you get a chance. It will be good to hear from a familiar voice.