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Smiley: Educational experience

Dear Smiley: My brother graduated from LSU, worked a few years, and earned his MBA at Vanderbilt. In those days, the Monday before the NFL season started, they telecast a big football game. On his first Monday night, he attended his first class at Vandy. At the same time Alabama was playing Georgia. Someone asked… Continue reading →

Smiley: Doggerel barking

Thanks to all who have entered Smiley’s Poetry Contest, competing for the opportunity to win fame plus a po-boy and root beer. Bo Bienvenu, of Prairieville, addresses a common problem: “Come to Baton Rouge “And I’ll bet you a dime, “No matter where you’re going, “You can’t get there on time.” Another from Bo, with a happier… Continue reading →

Smiley: Darn those ’dillos!

Thanks to Eileen Turowski Taylor, of Walker, for confirming my contention that folks in Louisiana don’t have to fight off alligators every day, as people in other parts of the country believe. She says it’s armadillos: “After several days of finding my garden uprooted, I borrowed a live trap. That evening I heard… Continue reading →

Smiley: Horsing around

Diane T. Martin, of Morgan City, gives us another reason to cherish our children — they’re so cute when they remind us how old we’re getting: “When my son Rob was in first grade, he came home one day excited about having learned how and when different things came into being: the steam… Continue reading →

Smiley: Art of teaching

George McLean, of Metairie, continues our series on great teachers: “Way back in 1942, when I was a freshman engineering student at Tulane, one of my classes was taught by the dean, Dr. Roberts. “One day, while discussing a problem with the class, I asked why a certain conversion factor was… Continue reading →

Smiley: No lunch for Sam

OK, I give up. I’ve tried to convince folks outside Louisiana that we’re not hip-deep in alligators, but the stories of encounters with gators keep coming in. So I guess I’ll just keep running them, even if they frighten readers in the Frozen Nawth. Pat Alba, of Metairie, tells… Continue reading →

Smiley: Slippery student

Dear Smiley: Your story about the grade-school knuckle-rapping reminds me of the favorite attention-getter of the nuns teaching at Cathedral Elementary in Natchez, Mississippi, in the ’50s. It was either grabbing an ear or a handful of hair. A classmate named Will, with a full head of red hair, was a favorite target… Continue reading →

Smiley: The grocer’s fire

“Papenton” tells a story about a time near the end of the Great Depression: “My father told of walking with his long-time friend, Mr. Charlie Gayer, to a burn pile behind Mr. Charlie’s store, The Spot Cash Grocery and Grain, in Franklinton. “Mr. Charlie carried a large grocery basket filled with charge pads for his customers who… Continue reading →

Smiley: Promised beer

Melvin Daigle says our series on south Louisiana honky-tonks of the past brought back this memory: “In the early ’50s at Plaquemine’s Casino dance hall, there was a band playing there with a lead singer who was really good. “During a break I bought him a Goebel beer (20 cents at… Continue reading →

Smiley: Don’t move!

I just found another reason to love Pat Shingleton. The other day, the venerable TV weatherman was talking about the current Baton Rouge heat wave, and I was watching in a rather desultory manner. Then he got my attention. Telling of things to do to deal with the sweltering… Continue reading →

Smiley: A routine matter

She was apprehensive as she stood in front of the East Baton Rouge Clerk of Court’s office. She knew that her applying for a marriage license was now legal, but she wondered if she would get a sigh, an eye-roll or muttering under the breath — the kinds of things she and her partner had endured during… Continue reading →

Smiley: Meeting an explorer

Carl Spillman’s note struck a chord, because a favorite weekend activity is piling in the Jeep and heading off to somewhere we’ve never been before — a boudin shop in Jennings or a barbecue joint in Woodruff, a shrimp place in Delcambre or a cracklings stand in Port Barre. Carl describes a gent… Continue reading →

Smiley: Turning pro

Dear Smiley: A few weeks ago you mentioned in your esteemed column a parent who used monetary means to bring out the best in his son in a sporting event. That reminded me of a similar situation I had with son Ryan, now 27 and a civil engineer. He… Continue reading →

Smiley: Met a candidate yet?

Barbara McKasle, of Hammond (“and proud of it!”), offers this sign of the times: “On my way to a meeting I’m thinking who was going to be there, and this paraphrase occurred to me: ‘Where two or more are gathered there, also shall you find political candidates.’ “Sure ’nuf, there they were.” (How… Continue reading →

Smiley: Long-distance teacher

Here’s another teacher story, following the one in the Wednesday column about the teacher aunt who corrected a thank-you note. I’m staying on this topic because I have a great deal of respect for the teachers who guided me through my younger years. Without the devotion to their calling of these overworked, underpaid people, I… Continue reading →

Smiley: Nannie’s still teaching

Those of us who revere the English language have a new hero, says Ronnie Hotz, of Lafayette: “For 30 years my school teacher aunt used the prevailing attention-getting method of popping knuckles with a wooden ruler. In other words, she was the epitome of ‘strict.’ “Fast forward into the future. My daughter Christy received a… Continue reading →

Smiley: South Brooklyn?

Ransdell Hebert, of Slidell, adds to our collection of accent stories: “I spent my grammar school days in Thibodaux, and moved to New Orleans for junior and senior high. “My New Orleans teachers would really come down on me for my ‘dees, dem and doze’ Cajun accent, so I imitated the… Continue reading →

Smiley: The escapee

Jimmy Varnado likes to mess with people’s minds. He tells of going out to a doughnut shop one morning: “I still had my pajamas and slippers on. When the lady was filling my order, I said in a rather loud voice, ‘Those people are not going to keep me… Continue reading →

Smiley: Meeting Santa

Dear Smiley: When I was elected sheriff, the youngest in the history of Louisiana at the time, I had just been sworn in and was heading to a Law Enforcement Commission meeting in New Orleans. I was driving a brand-new vehicle with no license plate, and I had not received any registration. I had nothing… Continue reading →

Smiley: Wrong Tigers, colors

Earl C. Johnson says he was at Baton Rouge Clinic when a gent noticed his umbrella and asked, “Is that an Auburn umbrella?” When Earl said it was, the gent observed with a grin, “No wonder you have it folded up.” Earl says, “He got off a good joke at my expense. “But… Continue reading →

Smiley: Forgive me, Father …

Joan Waguespack Barre, of Metairie, says her family had a priest friend, Father Jules Toups, who loved to fish. “He was assigned to Pierre Part in the 1940s, and shortly after his new assignment a parishioner planned a fishing trip for him with an elderly fisherman. The fisherman’s son went with them, and neither knew the gent they… Continue reading →

Smiley: Crossing crossly

Several readers responded to Farrel McDaniel’s Tuesday suggestion that we find a new name for Baton Rouge’s periodically clogged “new” bridge over the Mississippi River. Glenn Giro, of Denham Springs, says choosing whimsical names for a dysfunctional bridge isn’t a new idea: “Back in the ’70s when NOLA hadn’t yet built the parallel bridge, Scoot-in-the-Morning… Continue reading →

Smiley: Ancient artifact

Dorothy Stutes, of Baton Rouge, tells a story that makes some of us feel very old indeed: “My nephew Sam Broyles and his wife, Christy, from Dallas, along with their daughters, Katherine and Caroline, aged 9 and (almost) 7, recently stopped by to visit us en route to a week on the beach… Continue reading →

Smiley: Gator racing

You people are not cooperating! For some time, I’ve been trying to convince residents of the Frozen Nawth that folks down here don’t all live in houses built on stilts over the swamp and have to fight off alligators every day on our way to work. And what do you do? You keep sending me stories… Continue reading →

Smiley: Fictional Louisiana

Dear Smiley: In 1972, I was stationed with the U.S. Army in Heidelberg, Germany. I quickly discovered that a majority of GIs and Germans had preconceived notions of our state, and nothing I would say could change their minds. So quickly I started going along to get along.… Continue reading →

Smiley: Incarcerated Mom?

From our “Memorable Misunderstandings Dept.,” this story from Arthur Paine: His daughter-in-law Allison was on a business trip to San Francisco, but had time for some sight-seeing. She called home to speak to husband Mike, son Trey, 12, and daughter Jaidan, 8. Here’s how the call went: Mike: “Hello!”… Continue reading →

Smiley: Worth fighting for

T-Bob Taylor, our correspondent in Panama City Beach, Florida, says, “I was listening to the local news outlet and a story popped up that two workers had to TWICE be separated in the heat of a serious fight. “I’m thinking, ‘What a couple of nuts!’ “Then the announcer tagged, ‘The argument… Continue reading →

Smiley: Losing the race

Pat Alba, of Metairie, tells of her short career as an auto racer: “I owned a Camry in the early ’80s, when that model was something of a novelty. “Maybe that’s why one day when I was waiting for a traffic light, another car pulled up beside me and the driver raced his engine repeatedly — an… Continue reading →

Smiley: The hitching chicken

We’ve been telling stories about alligators and foxes in recent days, so I suppose we should offer equal time to chickens: Jim Carruth, of Lafayette, tells this one: “Back in the early 1950s my dad worked at Standard Oil (Esso) in Baton Rouge. “We had this big red chicken named Hennie Penny. Dad… Continue reading →

Smiley: Foxy paper thieves

Advocate photo by Glenn Holden --  Rick and Rene Nevils and their neighbors in Stanford Place, located in Baton Rouge near the LSU Lakes, began noticing that their copies of The Advocate werent showing up in the mornings. A family of foxes were making off with the papers. Rick says the foxes are tearing up the papers for nesting material inside the den. The Advocate circulation department is working on a solution to the delivery problem.

On Friday I told of a lady in Vacherie who went out to get her newspaper and found an alligator sunning himself alongside it. It seems gators aren’t the only critters fond of the written word. Rick and Rene Nevils and their neighbors in Stanford Place, near the LSU Lakes, noticed… Continue reading →