It’s not too late, folks. It’s never too late.
Singer/songwriter Brandon Heath says it this way in Give Me Your Eyes:
Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see,
Everything that I keep missing,
Give your love for humanity.
It is amazing that there are even a handful of folk who can still do old-fashioned Acadian spinning and weaving, considering that it was apparently a dying craft well before the 1900s.
Where else but in Louisiana would an archbishop be asked to rule on whether it is OK to eat alligator on Friday during Lent?
Where else but in Louisiana would an archbishop be asked to rule on whether it is OK to eat alliga I read this the other day: The tendency to worry about stuff could be a sign of a certain kind of intelligence, according to a paper in an upcoming edition of the journal Personality and Individual Differences.
