Southern Stories

Southern Stories; “To Aunt Janet, a eulogy for the living”

I never understood the point of eulogies. Oh sure, they’re nice speeches with flowery sentiments spoken in somber tones over the sound of soft crying. Occasionally they’re funny. Usually they’re touching. Sometimes they go terribly awry when the wrong family member is chosen to give them. (Looking…

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Her Name Was Nellie, (Part 4)

It is a distinctly uncomfortable sensation to see one’s grandmother addressed as “Kitten” by a man other than one’s grandfather. But that seems to have been the preferred pet name by which a young Private Gordon Thibodeaux addressed my grandma, Nellie. The first letter, dated March 15,…