Saturday, August 25, 2007

Second line

Hank & I saw a second line parade on our evening walk tonight. When I first got back after the hurricane, every parade made me cry. I still find them moving, but more bitter than sweet. It's more like watching a willfully oblivious parade circle the decks of a rapidly sinking ship.

Addendum: but then there's this, which is sweet and not bitter, and is the New Orleans I love and I hope will survive: http://www.nola.com/rose/t-p/index.ssf?/base/living-0/118767616844080.xml&coll=1

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