Please note that the State Law limits number of people during the visitation period and attendance at the service to ten (10) or less and that social distancing be observed! This must be strictly enforced! Thank you in advance for your cooperation. It is designed for the safety of the family, our staff and the general public.
WINN: Lisa Ann Skipper November 20, 1968 – May 25, 2020 Visitation: Thursday, May 28 from 5-8 pm in the Southern Funeral Home in Winnfield
Andrew Loudon Pedneau May 3, 1972 – May 24, 2020 Service: Thursday, May 28 at 11 am at the Kinner & Stevens Funeral Home of Jena
Murlene Carpenter November 24, 1928 – May 24, 2020 Arrangements TBA
John Lloyd Cannon July 05, 1936 – May 21, 2020 Service: Wednesday, May 27 at 11 am at Antioch Bible Way Church
Amy S. Rowell Roark August 1, 1965 – May 23, 2020 Service: Wednesday, May 27 at 11 am at Couley Double Church Cemetery near Winnfield
NATCHITOCHES: John Garland Williams July 08, 1944 – May 24, 2020 Service: Private
Alvin W. Mitchell November 21, 1954 – May 09, 2020 Arrangements TBA
SABINE: Emma Savell October 6, 1924 – May 25, 2020 Arrangements TBA
Myrtle Eloise Thomas February 21, 1928 – May 24, 2020 Service: Wednesday, May 27 at Oakhill Baptist Church Cemetery in Many
RED RIVER: Sandra Jean Guin December 21, 1947 – May 23, 2020 Service: Friday, May 29 at 11 am in Our Lady of the Rosary Cemetery
Just across from Bethlehem Baptist Church on Highway 1232 lies a pentagon-shaped, black marble memorial to those from old Ward 8 that currently serve or have served in the US Armed forces, the Old Ward 8 Veteran’s Memorial (the monument).
The Old Ward 8 Veteran’s Memorial is a labor of love 15 years in the making. The memorial honors veterans and service members beginning with the Civil War to the present. According to Old Ward 8 Veterans Memorial Chairman, Kenneth Bates, anyone who has worn the uniform honorably and has an honorable discharge from any military branch, including reservist and National Guardsman, is eligible to be recognized.
The memorial organizers started finding service members and veterans by asking people they knew. There is a form to complete, and the service member, veteran or family members must have documentation to verify service. If there is a picture of the service member or veteran, that’s even better, says Bates.
Bates takes the completed forms, copies of any documentation, and pictures and uses them to create a comprehensive list and genealogy.
It takes a lot of patience, explained Bates; sometimes, it can take people a long time to get all the information and documentation back to me.
The collected information resides in a book for everyone to look through. The book will soon be one of many artifacts on display at the convenient store Bates is building at the corner of Highway 501 and 1232 in Calvin, which will be called Wattsville Center. The memorial currently has over 400 names. Twenty names of the over 400 are from the Civil War (all Confederates so far). Most of the service members and veterans listed served during peacetime.
This memorial has genuinely been a grassroots community effort, stated Bates. According to Bates, Mr. William Price donated the land, and many other community members have donated money, material, and labor to create the memorial.
On the front of the five marble monuments representing the five branches of the US Military, Army, Navy, Marines, Coast Guard, Air force appears a prayer. The memorial puts up special flags on Memorial Day and Veterans Day. Future plans for the monument are to add two marble walls with each documented service member and veteran listed.
In writing this story, I sadly admit to not having met Mr. James L. Womack. Therefore my original intentions were to visit those of the Sikes community who personally knew him. After the COVID-19 pandemic, I reverted to other means of communication to develop this story. We were able to retell a story that many in this area have already heard. At its core, James L. Womack’s story is of a man whom the late radio talk show host Paul Harvey would refer to as “a man who fell down and got up again.” This story would not have been possible without help from Mrs. Rita James (niece of Mr. Womack, Mr. Noah Peppers, a friend of Mr. Womack, Mrs. Ethel Howell, Mr. Womack’s church member, and Mr. James Calhoun, a lawyer friend of Mr. Womack.) Of course, I also credit my mother, Mrs. Vadie Lou Riser Calhoun, who I suspect tried to scare me with this story. On this Memorial Day 2020, as we celebrate, memorialize, and honor the service-persons who died in all wars, I ask that we also remember a group of service-persons like Mr. James L. Womack. The Veterans Affairs Administration classifies this group as combat-related disabled. These veterans are often confused with non-combat related disabled veterans.
I first heard the James L. Womack story from my dear mother (Madea) at about the age of 15. She and James were born and raised in or around the northeastern Winn Parish village of Skies, which accounted for her being familiar with his story. As the mother of a soon-to-be military draft-eligible son, her motives for telling this story appeared ulterior. Of the several times, she told the story, often she didn’t mention James was a lawyer, but always seem to remember to describe his multiple combat sustained wounds, injuries, and disabilities. Even though I believe this story was used as one of her many ill-fated attempts to dissuade me from volunteering for the Marines, she unwittingly sparked my interest in a military career that lasted for over 22 years. I now consider the James L. Womack story one of the most extraordinary, inspirational, and motivational of any combat-related disabled veteran of this state and far beyond. After returning from World war II, he indeed adapted to his current situation. He overcame many obstacles to accomplish his goals and objectives during his life. By daily upholding the “adapt to and overcome” warrior creed, he became a great credit to his family, church, community, civic and professional organizations, and his state.
James L. Womack was born on November 18, 1925. He attended Sikes High School and later Louisiana Tech. As with all World War II veterans, It’s likely he probably would have lived out his entire life without any significant event occurring. However, there were a series of events that changed the lives of James and all other able-bodied young men of that era. With almost the entire World (except America) engaged in hostilities, the Imperial Japanese Navy staged an unprovoked attack on a U. S. Naval fleet stationed at Pearl Harbor, Honolulu, Hawaii, on 7 December 1941. The attack resulted in 2,403 American service members killed and 1,178 wounded, and some equipment was lost. The next day President Franklin D. Roosevelt declared 7 November 1941 as “a day of infirmary,” and shortly after, Congress declared war on the Axis powers (Japan, Germany, and Italy). This declaration of war was followed by the largest mobilization of the U. S. military as of this date. All men from their 18th birthday until their 45th birthday were subject to military service, and all men from their 18th birthday until the day before their 65th birthday were required to register for the draft. James L. Womack fit into the World War II stats in the following way; he was one of the 39% that volunteered and one of the 17.7(out of 1,000) that received non-fatal combat wounds.
Mr. Womack’s experiences while in WW II were relayed to his family on many occasions. Following is a story from Mrs. Rita(Mr. Womack’s niece). As a volunteer, her uncle and all other troops were packed on a train going across France. This was after D-Day. “Her uncle was by the door because he wanted to look out at the countryside. The train ride was rough, and you had to hold on. One soldier was drinking and fell into her uncle, and he fell off the train. Of course, the engineer was unaware of this and kept going. The soldier wandered around the countryside. A French family picked him up, and he stayed with them. He fought with the French Resistance Army for at least a month and finally was transported to his outfit.” She continued, “A German sniper had several soldiers penned down. Her uncle saw where he was hiding and shot through the tree and killed the German sniper. He was very fortunate that our soldiers had armor-piercing bullets that would go through anything from trees to a tank.”
The following story, also written by Mrs. Rita, was probably first told to her Grandparents by what is called a Casualty Assistance Officer team, most likely accompanied by some member of the Sikes community who was held in high esteem (mostly a clergyman). Mrs. Rita continued, “In a small town, the Germans were advancing so fast that her uncle’s unit pulled back. In an effort to slow the Germans down, three Volunteers of the Army stayed and were setting up a land mine. Her uncle was one of the three volunteers. As one soldier was kneeled down sitting up the mine, her uncle was looking over him as the mine exploded, killing the kneeling soldier and severely wounding her uncle. The other soldier picked up her uncle and loaded him onto a transport vehicle. Mrs. Rita continued, “He was in a hospital there and eventually transferred to Walter Reed Hospital in Maryland. He lay there for two weeks before he realized he didn’t have any arms. Gangrene set up in one leg, and he fought them about cutting off his leg. At one low point in his stay at Walter Reed, he managed to work his way up the stairs to the top floor and climb onto the balcony ledge- ready to jump. He said a prayer- “Lord, if I can’t help anybody, I don’t want to live.” He said as he was staring there, he knew he couldn’t jump. Also, while in Walter Reed Hospital, President Harry Truman came to visit her uncle. He wanted to make a real “hero” of her uncle, but her uncle didn’t want that. “Even though he was a real hero, he didn’t like that being made of him.”
According to Mr. Noah Peppers of Sikes, Mr. Womack returned to his home village and his fiancee, Mrs. Geraldine Abrams, who promised to marry him once the war was over and kept her promise. They were married, and he attempted to become a lawyer. There were obstacles to getting into law school as Mrs. Rita states, “It took three years to get into law school at LSU as they didn’t think he could possibly do the work since he could not see, but finally they accepted him- and the students that were not doing well in the class were made to read to her uncle. As they helped her uncle they also helped themselves because there were deep discussions in their reading sessions.” Mr. Peppers also states that Mrs. Geraldine also assisted her husband in reading as he could not see. Mr. Womack’s obit said he graduated 4th in his class and was honored with membership in the Order of the Coif.
As one might imagine, Mr. Womack’s work earned him many awards and recognition in his life. Mrs. Rita states that “In 1976, her uncle was awarded the most accomplished Disabled Veteran Award. Throughout his career, he was on the board to start the Boy Scouts of America in Winn Parish. He was a big supporter and member of the Kiwanis in Winnfield. He also implemented the Winn Sheltered workshop for the disabled persons and started the Sikes Wolf Creek Guild in 1979, which still continues today. The James L. Womack story could not be completely told without exposing his appeal to celebrities and politicians. Mrs. Rita states that “When the movie “Blaze” was filmed in Winnfield, the actor Paul Newman wandered into her uncle’s office and struck up a conversation with him. They enjoyed a beer together, and several times when they couldn’t find Paul Newman to do his part in the film, they knew to look around her uncle’s office. Paul Newman was so impressed with her uncle being an attorney with no arms and blind. Also, Mr. John McCarty of Quitman, once told me that Governor Earl K. Long would always look up Mr. Womack when he passed through Sikes. The radio talk show host Paul Harvey, according to Mrs. Rita, made a comment that deserves repeating of Mr. Womack-“James Womack, a man who fell down and got up again.”
I enjoyed a throwback to childhood memories Memorial Day weekend when Diane and I drove a little north of Dodson to pick blueberries at Mt. Grace Farms, the multi-crop operation run by the men of Adult & Teen Challenge of Louisiana.
Now when I say “a little way north,” it’s all relative to a city boy driving down a winding country road, especially if it’s your first trip to the farm. Once you’ve cut through Dodson and turned off on 1235 (Transport Road), you’ll drive a ways and then a little bit farther and after yet a few more hills and curves, you may be tempted to pull over and ask directions. Of whom? Fortunately, this was not our first trip so we knew the destination. I see now that if you call it the right thing (Adult & Teen Challenge, Dodson) Google Maps knows the locale. But sure enough you’ll get there, though there’s a final turn up a dirt road that itself is not too short.
In all fairness, once the blueberry-picking season is fully open soon, they’ll have big signs up all along the route to ensure you find your way. And when you do arrive, you’ll be glad you took the time if berry-picking is in your blood. The guys are friendly and four well-maintained fields will supply more berries than you can put in the gallon ice cream buckets they’ll lend you.
We’ve been a couple of times by ourselves but the Mt. Grace Farm run has also been an adventure with grand-kids. The younger Tennessee pair has a quicker burnout factor than I might have expected. Our two Texas boys have always been here later in the summer than the berry run.
Diane reminds me that the blueberry outings actually go back one more generation when we took youngsters Chris and Laura, together with my brother’s daughters Lexie and Lauren to a different blueberry farm once located on 1232. “Oh, it’s too hot,” they whined and we didn’t stay long.
There may have been some truth to that complaint. It was usually late in the berry season when they’d get here and it was pretty darn hot. I must admit that our session this past week may have been the most pleasant I recall. It was late morning when we arrived, mid-May, partly sunny but a shower forecast that afternoon. A delightful breeze blowing off the irrigation pond at the base of the slope where hundreds of bushes are planted not only felt good but discouraged any bugs that might have thought to bother us.
We began working one row apart but after a while, it seemed like Diane had moved several rows up and some distance down while I worked a strip of 10 bushes in one row, up one side then back down the other. After awhile, Ann from Chatham joined us. Not to worry for there were plenty for all.
Diane was a little disappointed when the rains decided to come early. I’d heard some faint thunder in the distance but when it was audible enough for Diane to hear, we knew it was time to leave. Timing was ideal. A fine mist began to fall as we walked back to the office. While the men decanted the berries from our buckets into plastic commercial boxes, Diane found one of their homemade candles and got in the car as the precipitation gathered strength. The guys put our blueberries into the car while I paid and the rain was really starting to come down as I got in. Our drive home was through a downpour.
When I opened with “childhood memories,” I did actually mean mine. Growing up, we enjoyed finding and picking berries, mostly blackberries and dewberries. They had a lot more thorns than blueberries. Not so plentiful as these commercial blueberries, though better than the six struggling blueberry bushes I planted back of our patio. And since blackberries were in fields or woods around our home, there was generally the additional hazard of ticks and red-bugs. But they were free, God’s gift to boys, and if we were lucky we could sell them to neighbors for 25 cents a pint, the wooden pint box that we reused after we’d eaten the store-bought strawberries.
Fast-forward to LSU days for Diane and me, when berry-picking was still on the agenda. This was partly because we neither had a car to go places and partly because I wouldn’t turn loose the dollars for a Jethro Tull concert (or others) that might come near the campus. Meanwhile a bike ride down South Stadium Drive, across Nicholson, took us to River Road and the Mississippi River levee where we’d find cow pastures and blackberries, wild onions and not much development.
I showed her an old Boy Scout trick there. Mix water and Bisquik and wrap the thick dough around a stick, then roast it over a small open fire to make biscuits of sorts. We even tried it with some wild onions included. I recall that it was fun but not something you’d serve company. The outside was done to near-burnt, the inside was done to near-raw and the onions weren’t much more cooked than when we pulled them out of the ground.
Diane claims there was one saving grace for the recipe. If you’d twist and pull the roasting stick from the cooked bread, hopefully with some of the raw interior still attached, you’d create a small cavity. Poke in a blob of butter and a couple of berries. She said that would make all the peddling worthwhile.
Cheap entertainment then and good memories so many years later.
There are 112 positive COVID-19 cases in Winn Parish as of yesterday, according to the Louisiana Department of Health. Positive case numbers include private citizens, nursing home residents, and correctional facilities.
A new, counseling text line is now available to provide free, confidential, 24/7 support for people in crisis. All someone has to do is text REACHOUT (all caps together) to 741741 to connect to a trained crisis counselor who will help individuals de-escalate, identify coping strategies and who will use active listening techniques.
“We know this crisis has created challenges outside of those we face with a normal emergency,” said GOHSEP Director Jim Waskom. “The issues impacting many people may linger as we transition through the different phases of recovery. If you or anyone you know may be struggling with the COVID-19 crisis, please urge them to take advantage of this unique program offered by the state.”
This resource is available to provide additional options to connect and cope with stress, anxiety and other difficult situations as a result of COVID-19 in addition to the existing resources. Anyone in emotional distress or crisis who feels a chat via text would help should immediately connect in order to resolve emotions of the moment.
“This pandemic has brought much uncertainty and it is a difficult time for each of us. This texting resource is an addition to the other resources and materials we have been providing that address anxiety, mental health and substance use challenges during this crisis. If additional help is needed a referral can be made to the appropriate behavioral health provider,” said Karen Stubbs, Assistant Secretary of Office of Behavioral Health, Louisiana Department of Health.
Text REACHOUT to 741741 or call 1-866-310-7977. These services are free, confidential and available 24/7.
This support is being provided by the State of Louisiana’s Crisis Counseling Program for COVID-19.
The Louisiana Department of Wildlife and Fisheries (LDWF) in conjunction with the Saline Lake Commission has scheduled a drawdown of Saline Lake (Natchitoches and Winn Parishes) for giant salvinia control, organic reduction and fish habitat improvement.
The drawdown is designed to reduce the further expansion of salvinia as summertime temperatures promote maximum growth.
The water control structure is scheduled to be opened on June 1, 2020, and the lake should dewater at a rate of 4 inches per day. The water level will be lowered to a maximum drawdown level of 8 feet below normal pool stage, depending on the Red River Pool 3 water level. The Saline Lake control gates are scheduled for closure on October 1, 2020, to allow the lake to refill for fall, winter and early-spring recreational activities.
During the drawdown, an estimated 2,500-3,000 acres of water will remain in the lake. Boaters may still access the lake from the Mulligan Inn Boat Ramp with small craft. Boaters are advised to use caution when on the water as numerous obstructions that are normally not seen are present.
This action is a necessary component of LDWF’s integrated management plan to control overabundant aquatic vegetation growth and to improve access for recreational activities. An annual cycle of high and low water fluctuation can provide beneficial effects similar to a natural overflow lake system.
For additional information regarding the drawdown, contact Villis Dowden, LDWF Biologist, at email@example.com or (318) 357-3214.
The Calvin High School Alumni Association strives to preserve the history, heritage, and the future of the school we all love Calvin High School.
The Alumni Association holds its annual reunion each year on the first Saturday of June. It is usually an excellent time each year for all who attend.
Due to circumstances beyond our control, we must cancel our reunion this year due to the coronavirus. We love every member of our Calvin High School Alumni and community. Your safety is what matters most during this time. We hope to see you all next year in 2021.
If you know anyone who usually attends the reunions each year, please let them know.
If you have any questions or concerns or would be interested in donating to the Alumni Association for future reunions and projects, please contact Joshua L. Johnson (President and Historian ) @ firstname.lastname@example.org
We will do our best to answer any questions. We look forward to seeing you in 2021.
As of Thursday, May 21, 2020, at 4:40 PM, the Winn Correctional Center (WCC) in Winnfield currently has 74 detainees that have tested positive for COVID-19, according to the US Immigration and Customs Enforcement website ice.gov.
There are 52 ICE detention centers across the country with confirmed cases of COVID-19 among those in ICE custody. WCC now tops that list.
Employees of WCC have expressed continued concern over improper safety procedures and lack of personal protection equipment inside the facility. The current reported conditions potentially put the employees and their families in harm’s way from contracting the virus.
All Winn Parish School students are eligible for the Pandemic Electronic Benefit Transfer Program(P-EBT) announced by the governor. Families who complete an online application will be issued a P-EBT debit card by the Louisiana Department of Children and Family Services (DCFS). Families will receive $285 in total P-EBT benefits per child. Families must complete the online application to receive benefits. The deadline to submit an application is June 8, 2020. Without the requested information, DCFS cannot issue the P-EBT card and provide benefits. You can visit winnpsb.org or dcfs.louisiana.gov/page/pebt-program for more information. You can access the application directly by visiting pebt.doe.louisiana.gov/PublicApps/SNP/
If you have any questions, you can contact the Louisiana Department of Children and Family Services (DCFS) at 1-888-LA-Help-U (1-888-524-3578) or by email to LAHelpU.DCFS@la.gov.
There are 100 positive COVID-19 cases in Winn Parish as of yesterday, according to the Louisiana Department of Health. Positive case numbers include private citizens, nursing home residents, and correctional facilities.
Yesterday, the Department reported 1,188 new cases for the state. Of those, 682 (62%) are from 23 labs that are reporting cases electronically to LDH for the first time, with cases stretching as far back as March 25. These labs previously have not reported and are now reporting all their historical lab results electronically.
This means 506 of the 1,188 newly reported cases come from the rest of the regular reporting across the state.
While all 1,188 cases are added to LDH’s dashboard today, historical cases are reallocated back to their respective dates and shared in the “date of onset of symptoms” visualization on the dashboard.
The percent positivity—the percentage of total tests that return positive—on all lab results was 6.1%.
“While this is the biggest single increase in cases we have seen since April 9, it is important to understand the context,” said Dr. Alex Billioux, the assistant secretary of the Office of Public Health. “Not only are there cases here dating back to late March, but we also have increased testing. That only 6.1% of all these test results are positive is a good sign. Our goal is to keep that number below 10%, the goal set by the federal government.”
“We believe we are beginning to see the impact of comprehensive testing across congregate settings and workplace outbreaks. This is what suppression of COVID-19 looks like—and it is critical to moving our state forward,” Dr. Billioux said.
The Department expects to see higher case counts in the coming days while ramping up testing in congregate settings.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom that was apparently was showing itself as fine lines and wrinkles on my face.
One day, during the cheerful and care-free days prior to COVID19, I found myself completely enjoying the scenery at the Mall of Louisiana in Baton Rouge. All alone, I was away at a meeting and was taking in the solitude and freedom of browsing at my own pace. I could linger in a store for hours and not buy a thing…. I had no one rushing me or complaining.
If you have been to mall within the last ten years you should be familiar with the micro-stores that occupy the middle of the walking isles. They are normally peddling anything from 5 minute massages to hair bows and monogrammed goodies. Sometimes there is artwork or home decor and even pots and pans. On this particular trip I noticed a skin care pop-up shop.
As I was strolling by I was stopped by a friendly salesman who complimented my skin. He told me I looked so youthful and must not even be in my thirties yet. I can spot a good salesman anytime I see one but this one had a sweet foreign accent and I just adored him right off the bat… so I indulged him. He asked what products I use and then went on to say that I must be so committed to my regiment because I looked flawless.
I was totally enamored with his whole sales pitch and bought into it hook, line and sinker. I found myself explaining my facial regimen to him, which barely consists of soap and water. He asked me to step inside of his mini-salon so he could see my skin in his special light. Once I entered he sat me in a chair and began his inspection in front of a lighted mirror.
He pointed to the lines around my lips and said, “you see these deeps lines around your mouth?”. I responded with a short head nod. Without hesitation he went on to say. “this is not from years of happiness and smiling, this is because your face has fallen over time.”
Just wow. I thought it was because I literally smile all the time. Nope. Not true. My face fell and it could not get back up.
He told me he had a cream to fix that. He then examined my larger than normal forehead and pointed out the many lines I have in that area. His special light was beginning to hurt my feelings and I believe it was creating lines that were not there before.
He hastily shared, “these lines are from years of neglect, sunshine, aging and not even surgery could repair this damage.”
But he had a cream to fix this too. He asked if he could wipe off my makeup and show me this magical potion. Before I could politely object he was smothering me with a wipe. He had taken off only half of my makeup so I could see the miraculous difference that his cream offered. He pulled out a spackle-type tool and went to work on my forehead. As he worked he explained he was filling the holes, defects and small cracks.
I honestly felt like a piece of drywall getting a new coat of paint.
Once he finished, my forehead felt like concrete. But, to his merit, he covered all of my imperfections. I was perfect. Or, at least half of my face was. Nonetheless, I am not one to spackle and fill my lines on a daily basis. I am too busy and uninterested so I knew I wasn’t going to buy his product.
I thanked him for his time and advised him I had to leave. He looked so depressed as I was gathering my purse and leaving his shop of horrors. He abruptly stopped me again and said, “I also have a special cream for the dreadful damage on you neck and I can get you an appointment at our spa upstairs for more intensive procedures.”
At this point, I knew that I was not as in deplorable shape as he made me feel and I did not want to spend money with a business that played on insecurities of women. I just gathered what was left of my dignity and walked away with my spackled and filled forehead.
My friends, we mean so much more to our creator than fine lines and wrinkles.
In world full of fillers and filters, that only offer temporary beauty to the outside, I hope you remember and cherish the fact that you were knitted in your mother’s womb to look just the way God wanted you to look. Society is the one who tells us that we should not look our age and that we would be much happier with the youthful glow that fillers and filters offer.
There is no doubt that God wants us to take care of our temple but I believe he is more interested in the condition of our spirit and the wisdom gained internally…..not so much concerned with the condition of our exterior.
“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know full well.” Psalm 139:13-14
Based on the erroneous Facebook post and subsequent comments concerning one of their officers, and the officers arrest for speeding in Winn parish, The Natchitoches Police Department released the following statement:
On May 14 Th at 9:46 P.M. Natchitoches Police Officer Brittany Byrd was stopped for driving 100 MPH in a 55 MPH Zone by Sheriff Cranford Jordon on Hwy 84 in Winn Parish. As per their standard operating procedure, she was arrested and booked into the Winn Parish Jail and was released on a $10,000.00 Bond. According to Sheriff Jordon himself, she did not attempt to flee nor did she ever tell them that she could not be arrested.
No Police Officer is above the Law. Off.
Byrd will have to answer for her transgressions in Winn Parish. Additionally, Off. Byrd is under investigation by the Natchitoches Police Department’s Internal Affairs Unit for potential policy violations. As this is a personnel matter, the Natchitoches Police department will have no further comments.