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few of my friends have asked why we are heading to Virginia and farm life. These pictures might speak to that. But, they are a little romantic, a little nostalgic.
New Orleans is truly the city that care forgot.
The truth is that we’ve gotten as violent as I’ve ever known New Orleans to be. There are daily shootings. Reading the Monday morning newspaper reminds me of the score keeping that was done during the Vietnam War.
Six shot, four dead, two wounded. Ten cars hijacked,
A friend of a friend was putting gas in her car at Costco when her car was hijacked. She was dragged a good 20 feet. She is severely injured. There is a Go Fund Me page set up for her. Two women were shot at over 80 times. That’s a lot of bullets. Somehow they were only wounded.
There’s more. A lot more.
There’s the usual BS that we deal with on a daily basis. Broken streets, broken water mains, broken power lines. And, we are still picking up after Hurricane Ida. Sheesh, I’m not sure we were done with Katrina.
I hate to say it, but I’m getting a little old to deal with this crap. I’m looking forward to the peace, quiet and solitude of the farm. For sure it will take some getting used to, but we’ll feel safe.
Isn’t that what we all want?
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