World War II Veteran Interview With Marvin Carraway

Bob Holeman conducted this series of interviews with local World War II veterans in 2011-12.  Most of these 34 American heroes have passed away in the decade since).

Marvin Carraway said he was born in Winnfield but quickly corrected that to Fort Worth.  The slip by the 90-year-old World War II veteran is easy to understand since his dad, Felix Drew Carraway, was a Winnfield native and the family often visited back and forth during the three short years he was in Texas.

Certainly, his recollections of growing up were of Winnfield, where the senior Carraway had a little family farm on Center Street.  That was the edge of town back then.  Like most youngsters of his day (he was born Sept. 28, 1921), Marvin helped out with farm chores, doing everything from feeding chickens to slopping hogs.  He also remembers the smell of oil in the workshop behind the house.  His father could fix anything, a trait that was unfortunately not handed down to the next generations.  He kept all of his tools cleaned and oiled.  Another of the lad’s memories was that he wanted nothing to do with farming when he grew up so it was no surprise that he’d end up studying business.

It was a close family community.  Uncle Blanchard Harper lived across the street.  (Harper’s father was S.J. Harper who had served as a state senator for this district).  When Marvin moved out on his own to start a family, they lived not far away on Maple Street.  In an era before buses, he walked to school for his 11 years of education and was graduated from Winnfield High School in 1938, just three years after a tornado had devastated the downtown.

While trouble may have been brewing in Europe, war was not on the minds of Americans and the young graduate was ready to put a little space between himself and the family farm.  Carraway got in two years of university study in business, first at Louisiana Tech then at USL.  But California was attracting young people like a magnet and he got on with a job in an airplane plant on the west coast.  Then Pearl Harbor happened.

The Winnfield boy, like so many others, was quick to respond to the call to service, volunteering instead of waiting to be drafted.  He selected the Army and was sent to Texas Tech for training.  Though little of the training was memorable, he said he recalls the Texas dust.  “It was impossible to keep out.  This was right after the Dust Bowl.  With the wind, dust was everywhere.  It blew against the buildings and came in under the windows.”

Perhaps because of his education and business acuity, Carraway was assigned to duty as a quartermaster in San Diego, a hub of the military’s supply line.  There he served all four years of the war, part of the American effort to distribute supplies and provisions to our troops in both Europe and the Pacific.

Though he hadn’t participated in any high school sports, Carraway was fairly athletic and did play a pretty good game of ping pong, a popular pastime in the barracks.  But not nearly so good as another man, Don Budge, 6 years his senior, who came through and “who beat everyone like a drum.”  Budge was the world champion tennis player whose career was at its peak when the war broke out.

When the war ended, Carraway, with his college business training honed through four years of experience in his quartermaster’s post in the Army, was a perfect fit for his small hometown Bank of Winnfield.  It was located across Abel Street from the courthouse and Joe R. Heard was bank president.  “They didn’t have computers back then or even calculators.  Just adding machines.  But we did all right.  Of course there weren’t so many regulations back then, either.”

The new employee did whatever was asked, working to be a teller and working his way up to handle all of the bank’s investment accounts.  Over time with his experience (as assistant cashier, then cashier and finally executive vice president), he coordinated the employee training.  When then-president Richard Heard died at the early age of 53, Carraway was is a position to provide guidance for his son, Dicky who was still young in the banking business, as he took on the role of leadership.

The former veteran retired after 40 years with the bank, though he continues to serve on the board of directors.  “It was a great place to work, with great people.”  Banking has changed much through those decades.  “Banking hours” were truly banking hours and he made his way to the golf course every day.  He consistently shot in the low 70s, yet never competed in a tournament.  “I enjoyed the game.  There was enough pressure at work so why would I put pressure on myself at the course?”

He was one of the last players who actually walked the Pine Ridge Country Club course and until recent years was a familiar figure seen walking along the streets of the city.

Before the war, Winnfield was a small town where everybody knew everybody.  So Carraway knew Inez Madden…and most of their other classmates.  After he returned following the war, the two caught each other’s attention.  They dated for several years and in 1953, they were married.

The family line continues through son Dr. Jimmy Walker and his wife Helene.  They have two children, Rachel and Drew.  (On the day Drew was born, his great grandfather and namesake Felix Drew Carraway died).  And Rachel has a daughter, Kate.


Jeff Johnson Walks Rotary Through Occupational Education Opportunities For CLTCC

May 31st, 2023 Meeting 

“CLTCC [Central Louisiana Technical Community College] currently has five campuses,” according
to Jeff Johnson, Rotarian and CLTCC Huey P. Long Campus Dean. They include the Main Campus with the
McArthur Extension Campus in Alexandria, the Ferriday Campus in Concordia Parish, the Rod Brady
Campus in Jena, Ward H. Nash Campus in Avoyelles Parish, and our own Huey P. Long Campus.

CLTCC is accredited by the Council on Occupational Education. While admission requirements
vary by program; students must have a high school diploma or pass the High School Equivalency Test
[HiSET], and attain a minimum score on the ACT or SAT, depending on the applicant’s field of study. The HiSET review course is offered on the Huey P. Long campus. Students may take general education
courses while taking the HiSET review, which is free to the public. A night class for the HiSET is to be
offered in the Allen Building downtown.

One may take a two-year course in Business Office Administration, Forest Technology, Practical Nursing and Welding Technology at the Huey P. Long Campus. Any high school FFA student who enrolls in the Forest Technology program receives a $500 scholarship.

The Practical Nursing program is currently able to admit 40 students each fall, and a Rapides Foundation grant has enabled HPL to begin an evening class with 24 students. The evening class takes an additional semester to complete.

The welding technology program admits about 40 students per semester. “We have a lot of
partners in the welding program who help provide the supplies needed by the students,” according to
Mr. Johnson.

Dual enrollment in welding technology is available for qualifying high school students. The Huey
Long Campus also offers a one-year patient care technician program, which may also be a dual
enrollment program. Mr. Johnson also noted tuition and suppl assistance available to CLTCC students
from the WIOA program through the Workforce Development office.

Jumpstart programs for high school students in the summers are offered in welding technology
and emergency medical response technology, with ten students in each program. The students may be
paid to attend the programs and will receive college credit for their attendance if they complete the
program.

Certification courses available at the Huey P. Long campus include a commercial driver’s license
training, EMT, motor vehicle inspection training, basic life support, and national forklift operation.

Jeff Johnson, dean of the Huey P. Long Campus CLTCC, detailed to Rotary an impressive range of programs offered by the local campus.  Above, he answers a few questions from incoming club president Kim Futrell.

The Art of Sports Talking: ‘Baseball’

The 2023 College World Series begins Friday at Charles Schwab Field in “Omaha! Omaha!,” or, as our LSU friends like to say, Geauxmaha! (Is there no END to this “geaux” stuff?!)
 
Love or hate LSU, you have to admit — in any moment that passes for sanity, even among the LSU Haters out there — that the college game is better when LSU is good.
 
And this year, the Tigers are pretty good, or whatever phrase you’d wish to use to describe a team that wins 48 games, a Regional, a Super Regional, and winds up in Geauxmaha.
 
LSU is back for the first time since 2017, an eternity for Tiger fans. LSU most recently won it in 2009 and won four in seven seasons — 1991, ’93 (Airline High’s Todd Walker was the CWS Most Outstanding Player), and ’96-’97. If the Tigers can win this year, they’ll have seven all-time, second only to USC and one ahead of Texas.
 
A lot’s going on …
 
(For the whole story, read Everything Matters in Baseball: The Skip Bertman Story, by our old friend Glenn Guilbeau, (or Guilbeaux, if you prefer. Page 51 is my favorite because yours truly is on it, as is the song I wrote for Skip in 1989ish. Thank you, Glenn. Mighty fine book. Baseball coaches in Louisiana should send the Skipster chocolates every day; he was the difference that made the difference for college baseball in our state.)
 
So back in the summertime, we offered an Introduction to ‘Sports Talking’ and determined that The World of Sports has a language all its own, and that each individual sport has an even more specialized lingo. A field goal is different in football than in basketball. “Pin” is one thing in bowling and another in wrestling. A skater spins lots and lands; a second baseman spins once and throws.
 
And on like that.
 
We wrote about football (played by gridders on a gridiron) and basketball, or roundball, played with a rock, and how in hoops, foul trouble is when you are in danger of disqualification because you’ve done an extreme number of illegal things, not to be confused with foul trouble caused by sitting next to a fan who
 
smells like an old sneaker, or fowl trouble, when the concession stand runs out of chicken tenders.
 
Now, let’s get ready for baseball or hardball, by introducing some everyday words that mean one thing in baseball (and sometimes, something else in real life).
 
A hose is an arm and if you throw fast and true, you have a hose. A good defender can flash the leather and has the good hands. Wheels are legs and good ones mean you are fast; no wheels mean you are no threat to steal or swipe a bag/base, but hopefully, you are not so terribly, horribly slow that you can’t score from third on a triple or even on a homer that leaves the yard/park.
 
Some of the CWS players had a chance out of high school to become bonus babies, or young players who sign for a big bonus payment on top of a salary. A bonus baby is also the second baby out of the womb when there are twins; triplets mean mom gets two bonus babies.
 
A cut fastball is a ball that breaks away from the arm that threw it; in other words, it breaks toward the pitcher’s glove-hand side. A cut fastball is also a fastball that wasn’t good enough to make the varsity.
 
A backdoor slider or backdoor breaker appears to the batter to be off the plate — right before it breaks over the plate and late. Bummer for the batter. (In real life, a backdoor slider it is one of us Baptists who used to attend church regularly but now gets to Sunday school late — if at all.)
 
A tater is a homer run; it’s also the nickname of the 5-9, 285-pound third baseman.
 
A twinbill is a doubleheader, a twin killing is a double play, and a twinbill killing is when a doubleheader gets rained out.
 
A yakker is a curveball, also called an Uncle Charlie — “Caught him looking at ol’ Uncle Chuck!” A yakker is also a female yak — a yak her — or one who hunts yaks, or a sick person who can’t keep their food down. A very good curveball hitter is a yakker whacker, sometimes called a yacker smacker.
 
If a player is on deck he is the next batter up after the one at the plate, and if a plyer is to bat after the batter on deck, he is said to be in the hole — although it began as in the hold, a nautical term like on deck is; in the hold is by definition just beneath the deck of a ship, as in the storage area. So, in baseball if you are on deck, then I am in the hold and batting after you. Nautical terms were common in the 1800s
 
when baseball started but things evolve, and “in the hold” is sadly gone forever; the great unwashed win again).
 
So … enjoy the CWS. “Let’s have a clue out there! Here we go! See you at the yard.
 

Ready BREAK!” Contact Teddy at teddy@latech.edu


7th Annual Dugfests Weekend Success

Saturday, June 10th, marked the 7th Annual Dugdemona Summer Fest for Winn Parish! This year’s festival boasted over fifty vendors along Main St and, despite its stormy start, more than delivered on the opportunities for family-friendly entertainment! From key hunting and hayrides, crawfish to cornhole, and even the opportunity to handle a baby alligator—Dugfest wasn’t short on southern summer fun for any and everyone!

When approached over the success of this year’s event, President and Founder Lindsay Howell was kind enough to give WPJ her take on the festival and all the work that led up to it, “What a year! The 7th Annual Dugdemona Summer Fest was one for the books! A week of exhilarating key hunting ended with incredible entertainment, fireworks, and family activities! We are so grateful to our generous sponsors for their contributions and to our community for their continuous support over the last 7 years! Thank you to everyone who had a part in making it a successful day! From our vendors to our crew, our sponsors to our attendees we couldn’t do any of it without y’all! We look forward to seeing all of you at the 8th Annual Dugdemona Summer Fest!”

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Thinking About the Moon

By: Glynn Harris

I’m already looking forward to when the next full moon makes its appearance. Out where we live in the country, there is something mesmerizing to drive east down our road at dusk and see the full moon pulling itself up from the wood line. If it’s a high pressure, low humidity day, the moon is so big and bright it’s easy to see features on the moon’s surface.

The moon has made its way into popular movies. For example, the movie Picnic starring the stunning actress, Kim Novak features the song Moonglow. Then there is Moonstruck starring Nicolas Cage and Cher where the eccentric old grandfather gazes to the night skies with the phrase ‘la bella luna’. In English, in case you don’t know, that’s ‘beautiful moon’.

Then there are popular songs that mention the moon. It’s Only a Paper Moon…Buttermilk Sky…Moon Over Memphis are some that come to mind but probably the most popular one in more recent times was Bad Moon Rising by Creedance Clearwater Revival. This song contains a phrase that is often misunderstood and folks – including yours truly – scratch their heads trying to figure out how the heck it fits into the song. The mistaken phrase in the song is “there’s a bathroom on the right” when CCR was actually singing “there’s a bad moon on the rise”. Who knew?

As a fisherman, I love to be out on the lake at night during a full moon, casting along the shoreline for bass. When the moon is bright, you don’t need any other light other than what the moon provides to see where to cast.

The role the moon plays in the activity of fish was recognized a long time ago when in 1926, John Alden Knight came up with something serious anglers utilize today, the Solunar Table. 

The table identifies four lunar periods each day, two major periods and two minor periods. Major periods last about two hours and begin when the moon is directly overhead as well as when it’s directly below. Minor periods last about an hour while the moon rises and sets. Knight’s idea is that fish become more active at these four times daily. 

Following the Solunar Table, there are four lunar phases – new moon, first quarter, full moon and last quarter. Many anglers swear that 90% of catches come on a full or new moon. Additionally, some say you should only fish a full moon at night for best results and a new moon during the day.

All this technical stuff aside, a big bright full moon has always been special to me. Back in the day when I was in high school, there was nothing more romantic than to be courting my girlfriend under a full moon. It wouldn’t have been nearly as romantic if the night had been totally dark.

We didn’t know anything about a Solunar Table back when my brother, two cousins and I spent the night on the creek bank setting out hooks for catfish. It was more fun and our catches were better when we fished and camped under the light of a full moon.  

When I was a kid, I was exposed to a totally different kind of “moon” one summer Sunday morning in church. I was sitting with my first cousin, Doug and in the pew directly in front of us sat one of the old patriarchs of Goldonna Baptist Church, an elderly gentleman everyone knew as “Mister Bud”. 

As the song leader announced the song and asked everybody to stand, Mister Bud stood, bent forward to reach for a hymnal and when he did, the threadbare seersucker pants he wore 

silently ripped from waist to crotch exposing a bare bottom; he didn’t believe in wearing underwear in summer. 

Even before CCR came up with the song, Doug and I were witnesses to a “bad moon on the rise”. We giggled so hard we probably needed to go find a “bathroom on the right.”


On-site Job Fair: Wednesday, June 26, 2023

We sustainably manage forests and manufacture products that make the world a better place. We’re serious about safety, driven to achieve excellence, and proud of what we do. With multiple business lines in locations across North America, we offer a range of exciting career opportunities for smart, talented people who are passionate about making a difference. We know you have a choice in your career. We want you to choose us. 

Weyerhaeuser in Natchitoches is hosting an on-site job fair at their mill on Wednesday, June 26, 2023. We are hiring Entry-Level Production Associates, with the pay starting at $17.50 per hour. The job fair will be held at 234 Industrial Avenue in Natchitoches. Interested applicants may apply online at www.wy.com/careers. After applying and successfully passing an assessment test, pre-register for the job fair by calling 318-354-4055. Excellent benefit packages, bonus opportunities, perfect attendance incentives, and development opportunities are just some of the reasons why Weyerhaeuser is the preferred employer in Natchitoches. 

Weyerhaeuser was voted Best of Manufacturing in Natchitoches Parish for 2022. Not only do our associates believe we’re a great place to work, but so does our community!

Join our team by applying and attending our job fair on Wednesday, June 26, 2023. We look forward to meeting you, and are excited to begin this journey with you!

EOE


Notice of Death – June 13, 2023

Grace Marie Porter Lucas-Sargee
February 24, 1966 — June 3, 2023
Saturday, June 17 at 10 am in the Blanchard St. Denis Funeral Home chapel

Margie McLaren Sparks
May 6, 1939 — June 11, 2023
Services will be held at Blanchard St. Denis Funeral Home on Friday, June 16. Visitation will be from 9-11 am and a funeral will follow. Burial will be at Weaver Cemetery in Flora.

Adalynn Louise Davis
June 10, 2023
Service: Wednesday, June 14 at 11 am at Calvary Baptist Church Cemetery in Natchitoches


Winn Parish Sheriff’s Office Arrest Report

Date: 5-30-23
Name: Chloe Drew Bayett
Address: Winnfield, LA
Race: White 
Sex: Female
Age: 25
Charge: Possession of Schedule 2, Introduction of Contraband 

Date: 5-30-23
Name: Amber Carnes 
Address: Winnfield, LA
Race: White 
Sex: Female 
Age: 31
Charge: Possession of Schedule 2, Drug Paraphernalia 

 

This information has been provided by a law enforcement agency as public information. Persons named or shown in photographs or video as suspects in a criminal investigation or arrested and charged with a crie, have not been convicted of any criminal offense and are presumed innocent until proven guilty in a court of law.


Winnfield Police Department Arrest Report

Date: 5-29-23
Name: Leonard C Rhodes 
Address: Winnfield, LA
Race: Black 
Sex: Male 
Age: 54
Charge: Driver Must Be Licensed, Expired Registration 

Date: 6-2-23
Name: Taylor Hanson 
Address: Winnfield, LA
Race: White 
Sex: Female 
Age: 24
Charge: Possession of Schedule 2, Prohibited Acts 

Date: 6-5-23
Name: Edward Powell 
Address: Homeless 
Race: N/A
Sex: Black 
Age: Male 
Charge: Warrant (not specified)

Date: 6-5-23
Name: Stacey Buchan 
Address: Homeless 
Race: White 
Sex: Male 
Age: 41
Charge: Theft 

Date: 6-8-23
Name: Demonyea Foster 
Address: Winnfield, LA
Race: Black 
Sex: Female 
Age: 23
Charge: Prohibited Acts, Drug Paraphernalia

 

This information has been provided by a law enforcement agency as public information. Persons named or shown in photographs or video as suspects in a criminal investigation or arrested and charged with a crime have not been convicted of any criminal offense and are presumed innocent until proven guilty in a court of law.


World War II Veteran Interview With Buddy Taylor

Buddy Taylor Experiences Battle of the Bulge, German Prison Camp

Bob Holeman conducted this series of interviews with local World War II veterans in 2011-12.  Most of these 34 American heroes have passed away in the decade since).

 

Drive down Hwy 34 to Sardis Baptist Church.  Turn east and wind down the road until you reach the point, as Shel Silverstein might have said, where the asphalt ends.  That’s the Buddy Taylor Road.

That’s also where you’ll find another of Winn’s veterans.  Dennis “Buddy” Taylor, 86, will tell you he served only two years in World War II but those two years will catch your attention.  His only battle was the Battle of the Bulge in Belgium.  There he became a prisoner of war.  Although he was not wounded in the battle, the Purple Heart in a shadow box on his living room wall bears testimony to his suffering under four months of German captivity.

Taylor was born Aug. 2, 1925, second youngest of three sons and seven daughters of R.C. and Nettie Taylor (who coincidentally shared the same birthday).  Apart from the farming and logging activities of virtually all families of the time, his father also drove a school bus for Atlanta High for 30 years.  

He attended school at Atlanta.  Although he was a physical young man, he said he “didn’t have much of a chance at sports in school.  “If Daddy needed any help in farming or hauling logs, I did it.  If he needed a mule driver, I was the one.  In the summertime, he’d take the bed off his bus and haul logs.  I went to school until the ninth grade and that was it.”

The war effort lost no time in reaching out to this rural American.  “When I turned 18, they called me into the Army.  On Oct. 27, 1943, I went to Fort Humbug in Shreveport.  In November, I went to Camp Beauregard for two or three weeks of basic training.  Then we went to Camp Fannin in Texas.  That was the coldest place in the world.  You could have icicles hanging on your body and dust blowing in your face.  That was basic training, too.”

In fact, Taylor said by this stage in the war, he didn’t see much of any specialized training, just the basics of fighting and handling a rifle.  “We went to Camp Chaffey in Arkansas.  They didn’t teach you much of nothing.  I fell out on a 25-mile hike one night.  I made the 25 miles but I was laid up for two weeks.  When I did get up, I couldn’t hardly put my feet on the floor.

Following a furlough to say goodbye to his family, Taylor headed to another Army camp in Indiana where once more he went through more basics of Army life:  physical training and rifle practice.  “Then they sent us to Boston where we boarded the Queen Elizabeth.  We headed over there (England).  But on the way, three German submarines approached.  Our captain out-maneuvered them, turning the ship from side to side.  We’d slide from one wall to the other and nearly capsized.  But we made the crossing in only three days, leaving those subs behind.”

When the new troops arrived, there would be no more training, just waiting.  “We stayed in England 30 days.  Yeah, we went around in town a little but I wouldn’t call it sight-seeing.  I wasn’t much for sight-seeing.  I was assigned to the 23rd Battalion, 106th Division.  We crossed the English Channel on LSTs and landed in France.  We crossed through Germany to Belgium.  That’s where I was in my first and only battle, the Battle of the Bulge.”

In the closing days of the war in Europe, Hitler was making a last-ditch effort to split the American and British forces in Belgium.  The American advance through the thinly-spread and poorly-trained German defense had been so fast that supplies and manpower were unable to keep pace.

“We were all riflemen,” explained Taylor.  “I had a bazooka on my shoulder, with four or five rounds.  And I was carrying an M-1 with lots of ammunition. I was pretty well loaded down so I couldn’t do very much fighting.  Sleeping?  We didn’t have tents.  We didn’t have time for tents.  We dug foxholes in the ground and got into them.  My rifle is still in the foxhole I dug.

“We got there on Dec. 14, 1944.  We didn’t last three days.  On the 19th we were captured.  Our unit was exchanged for 10 of theirs.  I didn’t shoot my bazooka or fire my rifle the whole time.  I broke apart my rifle and threw it into the foxhole so the Germans wouldn’t get it.  Some sergeant took my bazooka and I don’t know what happened to it.

“The Germans marched us for three days and nights.  The third night, they loaded us into a railroad boxcar.  The next day, the Americans bombed the railroad…they didn’t know we were there.  From there, the Germans carried us to Halley, Germany, near the Czechoslovakian border where they put us to work in a factory making supplies for the German army.  We made little strips of iron.”

Although the former prisoner of war said treatment of the Americans was not abusive, living conditions were Spartan, work was demanding and food was barely enough to keep the laborers alive.  “They treated us OK.  They only hit me once.  But we slept in a little old place, about 20 of us.  What little food we got was all right.  A little potato, potato juice, Limburger cheese and bread that was so hard you could knock a hole in this lumber with it.  You had to soak it to eat it.  We got water to drink.”

At one point, Taylor said he “took a fever, 106.7 degrees.  They brought in an English doctor.  He later told me that for two weeks, all I would say was ‘uh-uh and nuh-uh.’  The doctor gave me some penicillin.  There was another boy who was sick like me but he didn’t make it.  I remember when they carried him out.  There were 15 or 20 of us in that room and we couldn’t do nothing.  When I finally came out of it, my right side was paralyzed.  The English doctor told me, ‘We’re going to make you walk’ and he got under one shoulder while another soldier pushed my leg out to make it move.  I can walk OK now but it took me a long time.”

In early April 1945, the Germans moved us to another place.  That night, the Americans bombed Halley and tore it all up.  I never will forget the morning of April 15, 1945.  We were all shut in a building about three times the size of this house.  This American boy kicks open the door and jumps in and says, ‘Is anybody here from Detroit?’  None of us was.”

Taylor had remained in captivity just four days short of four months.  Conditions were so harsh that the 20-year-old who went in at 185 pounds came out at just 125 pounds.  Oddly, he cannot recall the first meal he enjoyed back with the American troops.  In fact, his stomach was so stressed from months of starvation that it could not initially handle standard foods.  That would take some time.

The freed prisoner was flown to England where he stayed in a hospital until May.  He then “crossed the water” on a B-52 passenger plane to Boston.  Then to Memphis.  Because of his circumstances, Taylor earned a 30-day leave to visit home.  He boarded a train on the Rock Island Railroad and headed to Winn Parish, unannounced.

“When I got to town, nobody from my family was there.  They didn’t know I was coming.  But a neighbor, Bro. T.T. Edwards, had a feeling I’d be on that train and waited.  He brought me home.”  Taylor returned to Memphis and on Sept. 15, 1945, received an honorable discharge, with 100% disability due to the war.

“I was 20 when I got out.  I had my birthday while I was up in Memphis.  The doctor told me to go home and prop my feet up on the front porch.  I didn’t have enough strength to pick up a horse’s saddle with my right arm.  But I didn’t go to sitting on the porch.

“I began drawing $112 per month pension.  I bought this 120 acres of land (near where he’d been born).  I bought me a few cows.  Daddy had the woods full of hogs.  And I built this house, all at the same time.  I got a contractor to build it in 11 days, far enough along that I could move in.  Then I finished it myself over time.”

Taylor says that for a long time after the war, he didn’t do much of anything as he worked to regain strength in his right side.  This he apparently accomplished through the therapy of work itself.  Like his father, he did some farming and he began to haul pulpwood.  “I hauled pulpwood for I don’t know how many years.  I’d haul seven loads a day, with seven cords to the load.  Then I’d come home and work on the house until midnight.”  He finally retired in 1979 after his mother died.  “It got to be where I couldn’t keep any good help.”

Not long after Taylor returned home and began to establish himself there, he met Annie Bell Ray.  “She lived about five miles across the woods.  We dated for two years.”  On his birthday in 1949, they got married.  They will have been together for 63 years this August 2.

The Taylors have three children, James Robert (Jimmy), Wanda Kay and Terry.  They have six grandchildren and eight great grandchildren, with two more on the way.


Notice: Bills Signed by Gov. Edwards

Gov. John Bel Edwards announced on June 5 that he has signed the following bills from the 2023 Regular Legislative Session into law:

ACT 31-SB15 Provides relative to per diem received by commissioners of the Vinton Harbor and Terminal District.

ACT 32-SB17 Provides for the composition, terms, powers, and duties of the Shreveport police and firefighters’ pension boards of trustees.

ACT 33-SB20 Provides relative to hospital service districts and scholarships for certain healthcare professionals.

ACT 34-SB24 Provides relative to the Louisiana Board for Hearing Aid Dealers.

ACT 35-SB29 Provides relative to the use of a surgical smoke plume evacuation system.

ACT 36-SB36 Provides for funding of certain insurance costs for retirees of the Ascension Parish Sheriff’s Office.

ACT 37-SB53 Provides for the powers and authority of the commission of the Cane River Waterway District.

ACT 38-SB55 Provides for procuration or mandate by a succession representative.

ACT 39-SB59 Authorizes the sale of certain school property by the Natchitoches Parish School Board and the State Board of Elementary and Secondary Education.

ACT 40-SB64 Creates Ezekiel’s Law and provides relative to protecting children from abuse.

ACT 41-SB68 Provides for the lease of property located within Jefferson Parish.

ACT 42-SB98 Provides for adding interest in bone marrow donorship to the list of options offered during application for renewal of a state-issued driver’s license.

ACT 43-SB100 Provides for advanced recycling facilities.

ACT 44-SB101 Provides for the distribution of funds from the Lafayette Parish Visitor Enterprise Fund.

ACT 45-SB113 Provides for certain insurance premium discounts.

ACT 46-SB115 Provides relative to educational benefits for children, spouses, and surviving spouses of certain veterans.

ACT 47-SB143 Provides for former officers or insolvent insurers.


Weather word to the wise

Two years ago, there was a now-forgotten late-season hurricane. It mustered up weak winds that couldn’t even knock a sick alley cat over and petered out before the eastern seaboard could offer much interest.
 
Its name was Teddy.
 
Soft. Mashed potatoes version of a “storm.”
 
But experience suggests that things ain’t always that away.
 
For everything—including hurricanes—there is a season.
 
But good news: the six-month 2023 hurricane season began June 1 and if the names are any indication, there won’t be much trouble. Lots of Teddy-like names in the crowd. Arlene, for instance, the first named storm of 2023, has come and gone with a whimper.
 
Then you have Bret and Cindy and Tammy and, well, you get the picture. No Brutus or Atilla. But let a professional explain, a man I would trust with anything, including my 7-iron or even my baseball glove …
 
He’s an old friend who’s found his way into the emergency business, including weather watching. Worked on The Tech Talk with him and then for almost 20 years at The Times in Shreveport. He’s a good golfer, a great dad, an intrepid reporter, and now works for some lucky people as their Director of Communications in a hurricane-endangered place. I can’t tell you where or his name because that would be indiscreet. (Don. Don Walker. In Brevard County, Florida, like Cocoa Beach and Port Canaveral and all that.)
 
So, this hurricane season, we have boots on the ground, and here is Don’s official early-season report:
 
“This year’s list of hurricane names includes ‘Don.’ Nice to get some name recognition, but I predict this will be a somewhat calm hurricane season due to the likes of others who made the list – like Hurricanes Gert, Nigel, and Vince. From an emergency communications standpoint, which is how I make a living, it’s going to be hard to convince people to evacuate when we show up in the ‘Cone of Uncertainty’ for a Hurricane Gert. No offense to any Gerts out there, but I see ‘Gert’ as something the doctor might say when what you’ve got is more of an upset stomach kind of thing, not so much a full-fledged stomach bug – but then I’m not a doctor, I’m just a man and a potential hurricane.
 
“Thank you for checking on us,” Don’s report concludes. “We’re already five days in and, so far, only one disturbance in the Gulf that didn’t faze us. We’re 1-0, but if and when the time comes, you can find me in the dugout – well, we call it a bunker – handling communications for Brevard County Emergency Management. It’s something I’m pretty good at. Well, that, and golf. But not during a hurricane.”
 
It’s around this hurricane-wary time of year that I thumb through Isaac’s Storm by Erik Larson, a book I’ve read three times. It starts like this:
 
“Throughout the night of Friday, September 7, 1900, Isaac Monroe Cline found himself waking to a persistent sense of something gone wrong.”
 
Isaac didn’t know half of it.
 
In the late summer of 1900, Galveston was home to 38,000 and the third-richest city in America, a boom town. As Larson explains in his book that reads more like a suspense novel than non-fiction, Isaac Cline was its young resident U.S. Weather Bureau meteorologist who “failed to grasp the true meaning of the strange deep-sea swells and peculiar winds that greeted the city that (Saturday, September 8) morning. Mere hours later, Galveston found itself submerged by a monster hurricane that completely destroyed the town and killed over 6,000 people in what remains the greatest natural disaster in American history …”
 
What Isaac and the gang wouldn’t have given for The Weather Channel. Or Larson’s book. While he didn’t get to read it, you might want to. Spoiler alert: as mentioned, I’ve read it three times; Storm is 3-0 so far.
 
A final note from Larson’s book:
 
“Galveston was too pretty, too progressive, too prosperous—entirely too hopeful—to be true. Travelers arriving by ship saw the city as a silver fairy kingdom that might just as suddenly disappear from sight, a very different portrait from that which would present itself in the last few weeks of September 1900, when inbound passengers smelled the pyres of burning corpses a hundred miles out to sea.”
 
It’s a story about “what can happen when human arrogance meets the uncontrollable force of nature.” It’s why I don’t gripe at rain and lightning delays anymore.
 

Have a great summer, but let’s be careful out there.

Contact Teddy at teddy@latech.edu or Twitter @MamaLuvsManning

Adult & Teen Challenge Gala Draws 400 to Civic Center

The second annual “Gala Night” for Adult & Teen Challenge of Louisiana filled the Winnfield Civic Center on May 25 with nearly 400 people for a night of food, fellowship and testimony of escape from addiction.

This program is described as a “faith-based treatment facility providing effective, residential care to men and women struggling with addiction and other life-controlling issues.  We strive to put hope within reach of every addict through our comprehensive approach to recovery so that they may become successful individuals at home, the workplace, and within the community.”

In a revival-like atmosphere, local guests plus visitors from across the state heard testimonies from residents of the separate men’s and women’s facilities here in Winn.  People sat around tables that had been sponsored by individuals, churches and businesses in this fund-raising effort for the program.

“I never felt so free in my life.  They showed me how to believe,” declared one testimony.  “I knew about the wrath of God but not the love of God,” said another.  “They told me Adult & Teen Challenge was kinda like a Bible boot camp.  Instead, it is the vessel God used to save my life.”

The messages all came from different directions but came to the same conclusion through Jesus.  One said he’d come from a family of drug dealers and addicts in New Orleans.  Another countered that he didn’t set out to be a drug addict.  “I just wanted to fit in.”  An oft-raised issue:  “I thought I was a good parent.  How did addiction come into our family?  How did I get here?”

Adult & Teen Challenge is funded through donations and sponsorships as well as local student-driven projects like the Dodson Roadside Café, Mt. Grace Thrift Store, plants & flowers from the Mt. Grace Greenhouse, crafted coffee and candles and a blueberry operation.  The gala event gave an opportunity to highlight their student sponsorship program.

Their brochure shows that the faith-based approach of Adult & Teen Challenge has an 86% success (cure) rate, while traditional detoxification or therapeutic programs claim rates of only 1% to 10%.  “Teen Challenge has given me my life back and rippled over to others.  Whole families are affected by addiction.

 

Students in the Adult & Teen Challenge program stand before the audience at the Civic Center Gala to give testimony of their success against addiction through faith.

Goldonna Elementary Junior High School Honor Roll 22-23

Goldonna Elementary Junior High School Principal, Cori Beth Manuel, would like to congratulate the following Honor Roll recipients for the 22-23 school year.

Elementary
Principal’s List

Penelope Mann
Lani Todd
Saydee Flack
Piper Killingsworth
Bryson Carter
Case Sampey

A Honor Roll

Breanna Bates
Hunter Quinn
Ozyria Reliford
Jasiah Grayson
Kayden Bedgood
Alaynna Day
Jaclyn Dillon
Makenzie Dodge
Brookelyn Garner
Carlee Martin
Journey Nealy
Posey Riddle
Riley Thompson

B Honor Roll

Cassi Caldwell
Amy Lee
Jace Lee-Johnson
Addyson Martinez
Johnny Stewart
Genesis Williams
Nathan Black
Cortney Cheatwood
Ella Chism
Janiah Grayson
Jazper Choate
Caylee Cotton
Serenity Williams

Junior High
Principal’s List

Haiden Black
Grace Day
Zalien Paul
anthony Giannone
Brody Guin
Joseph Ivy
Daygen Johnson
Carlie Spears

A Honor Roll

Silas Collinsworth
Gavin Spears
Victoria Stewart
Heidi Winn
Daylon Michael-Chris
Chaylie Cox
Ayden Desadier
Bronson Mclendon
Autumn Womack
Zaine Choate
Alex Mccoy
Kara Slaughter

B Honor Roll

Brennan Alexander
Dallas Bates
Gabrielle Bedgood
Remy Dillon
Brett Keith
Tyler Lebrun
Maggie Johnson
Landon James Dakota
Slade Nielsen
Aubrey Oliver
Addison Weaver