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WE MAY NOT PASS THIS WAY AGAIN
Pierre Fontenot August 7, 2014 0I had ambitions to be on the road earlier, full tank of diesel, full belly of coffee, but one thing after another, here I was, still in Sulphur, running an errand, and there coming
Read More »SOUTHERN FRIENDLY
Pierre Fontenot May 14, 2014 0We were strangers. They were Them and I was Not Them and it took us less than three minutes to like each other. This sort of thing ain’t uncommon in The South. It’s a
Read More »EYES ON ELDERS
Rick Sarro March 5, 2014 0If I was a teen again and had a do-over, I’d recommend that I cast a considerable gaze upon the elderly. I’d look around at old people and find those who bore good fruit
Read More »THE TESTIMONY OF DUCT TAPE
Pierre Fontenot February 23, 2014 0I’m seated towards the front of the church, among the elderly of the congregation, seated behind a lady with winter in her hair. When you reach her age you’ve obeyed the rules long enough
Read More »LO, I WILL BE WITH YOU ALWAYS
Pierre Fontenot February 7, 2014 0Early in my workday I said hello to people who are dying. We joked, we hugged, talked about the mid-20’s weather, felt sorry for the plants, there was a little conference about a four-dollar
Read More »THIS BEING A FRESH JANUARY …
Pierre Fontenot January 23, 2014 0Let me stand, but bend to truth. Let me write my conclusions in pencil, and have no shame in a well worn eraser. Let me see myself true and fit my britches. Having paid
Read More »FOOTLOOSE CHRISTMAS
Pierre Fontenot January 8, 2014 0Thinking back on it, the only thing missing was Kevin Bacon. _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ My father was Big on honesty, which came under some social erosion with all
Read More »FAMILY REUNION
Pierre Fontenot November 20, 2013 0We lived on the old home place, our little red house built new in the year of my first year in school, set up under a trio of gorgeous oak trees, a plot of
Read More »Amazing Grace
Pierre Fontenot September 1, 2013 0She’s on my mind tonight — she being the old song — just notes on a piano, no singing, no need. If there is a more powerful song in the history of all songs,
Read More »That Time When We Walked Into The Wrong Church
Pierre Fontenot August 15, 2013 0This is how the memory goes … I don’t know where we’re going, or why, but we’ve been going all day, I’m just the little kid in the big back seat, Mom and Dad
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