I enjoyed the annual Arnaudville VFW Auxiliary Post 5153 Christmas Party last week with the Arnaudvillians, being a member of the Ladies Auxiliary since the mid 1990’s.
I visited with Don and Lucy Frederick and said hey to Floyd Knott and his pretty wife. The Arnaudville Post uses that time to select and honor area citizens for serving their communities with pride and integrity. These honorees are very impressive.
Members of the small town of Arnaudville support their post. The dedicated ladies work diligently to prepare and decorate the hall for the party with Christmas colors. The food was delicious and I was happy for having won a door prize. Say hey to Mary Louviere.
It was a double shot day, I had met up with Sheriff Ronny and Cathy Theriot at the annual Senior Citizen Christmas Party which he sponsors at the Saint Francis Church in Breaux Bridge, and again at the VFW Party. Yep, he takes good care of us St. Martin Parish seniors.
Sheriff Theriot will speak with the children at the Christmas Show at 6 p.m. on Thursday, Nov. 23, at the Butte La Rose Fire Station. I’ll try to have it announced at Sunday’s mass at St Rita’s Church in Catahoula and Our Lady of Mercy Church in Henderson that all kids are invited. The KC’s of Henderson are lending a hand.
With the rising cost of fresh veggies, we need to grow our own. God blessed me with a garden this year and Sis Albert brought me a free 2011 Farmers Almanac booklet from Cashway Pharmacy in Parks. It includes the dates to plant above and below ground crops. The pamphlets, which contain information on gardening in Louisiana from Atlas Feed Mill’s in Breaux Bridge, are free and accurate. Pick one up!
Cousin Mazel Louviere reminded me of the good old days when it would rain. We’d catch falling rain from the ceiling in buckets, tubs, basins, pots, pot-chambs or bowls and anything deep enough to hold water. There were not enough chairs for every one to sit, so we’d sit on the floor, when suddenly rain would begin dripping on our heads.
We’d shuffle for the life preservers (so to speak). We’d sleep on mattress’s on the floor and when rain fell, we’d have to haul them to dry areas around the house. At night if by chance we needed to get up for any reason, there were no lights in the house, so we had better know where we were stepping, or we could very well end up wearing something holding water.
We talked about us washing clothes avec un baille et frottoir dehors, while standing dan la boue and hanging the clothes on the line dan la boue. Cows, horses, chickens and pigs lived around the yard and while the animals ate the grass, we’d kill the roots by walking. We’d panic now if we couldn’t take a bath every day. We were lucky if we’d take one every two weeks back then. The washing was done once a week, because we had very few clothes.
There was nothing wrong with the way we lived at that time, we had not yet met life today.
A couple years ago I wrote in a song about if I could reach back in time, I’d capture one day of it to cling to and revisit there now and then.
You all have a safe and healthy Christmas Holiday! Eat all you hunger for and diet later. God Bless.
Amètie, Cousine Hélène 228-1714, helenboudreaux@juno.com.
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