“Spring was becoming summer, not yet the oppressive heat of July and August, but sweaty days that were harbingers. Of course, now we had the modern conveniences, air-conditioning, to deal with them in a way Augustine Lamoureaux and her girls… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share
“Spring was becoming summer, not yet the oppressive heat of July and August, but sweaty days that were harbingers. Of course, now we had the modern conveniences, air-conditioning, to deal with them in a way Augustine Lamoureaux and her girls on the edge of summer did not. As much as things had changed—and they had—it was still bitter how close… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share
“All the rainbow banners were still there; the storm [Katrina] had left them intact. Interesting that the gay and bawdy sections of town were… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share Image
“All that remained of the protesters were the few stalwart enough to have survived watching two women kiss. I guess they were afraid if… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share Image
“All right, I thought, as one long-winded winner ("And I'd like to thanks my parakeet and his veterinarian...") finally exited” — J.M. Redmann Copy Share Image
“Hell was grey. Dim and lifeless... I felt numb and in pain at the same time and that was not supposed to happen in… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share Image
“I don't know how long I lay in the mud. Perhaps a minute, perhaps a day. Time was a court jester, playing tricks on… — J.M. Redmann Copy Share Image