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On another football note, Nicholls State University next door in Thibodaux, LA, just hired a new football coach. Charlie Stubbs is a BYU graduate, with 31 years of coaching experience at several schools, most recently, he was the University of Central Missouri offensive coordinator. He and his family will be attending Thibodaux Ward, the church ward we belong to. One of the assistant coaches coming in with him is, Justin Anderson, a son-in-law of Greg Stock (current member of the New Orleans Stake Presidency, CEO of Thibodaux Regional Medical Center, and a close friend of mine).
The National WWII Museum in New Orleans is going through a $300 million dollar upgrade to be completed by 2015, and was just recently designated by Congress as the country's official World War II Museum. Tomorrow, Tom Hanks, Tom Brokaw, and scores of WWII veterans will be on hand for a ribbon cutting ceremony associated with the Grand Opening weekend, following the completion of "three remarkable new venues." Upcoming events at the Museum leading up to Veterans Day next Wednesday and beyond are shown at the Official Website of the National WWII Museum. We have never been there. This is definitely a place we would like to visit and experience while Lori & James are in town. One of the venues features a so-called 4-D film (wind & shaking seats) called "Beyond All Boundaries" that is narrated by Tom Hanks.
Wow, I can't believe it has been so long since I last visited my own blog site. We were at the end of the USDA fiscal year which goes from October 1 through September 31 each year, so there was the usual rush to get everything finished that needed to be finished. Then, I was obligated to be host to an Egyptian visitor who was here for two weeks. We were working on a USAID proposal for the benefit of both of our countries that has a deadline of October 20th. He has left now, and I feel relieved. Then, on top of everything else, we are in the middle of sugarcane selection which means I am in the field, helping out with selection as much as possible. This year, selection is especially difficult because the cane is down and tangled to some degree. Also, it has been very hot and muggy. On Thursday this week, I was involved in selection, and by 9:30 a.m., my clothes were soaking wet from top to bottom. My leather boots were oozing water out. By 11:00, I had to stop because of heat exhaustion. I was drinking water all along, after each row of selection, but when I went home at noon to change clothes, I weighed 9 lbs less than when I had left the house in the morning. When I got to the house to change, Judy informed me that the air conditioner had stopped working, and the service man wouldn't be able to check it out until the next day. After cleaning up at home and then going into the office to do desk work in the afternoon, when I returned home, we ended up turning on all the ceiling fans and opening up the windows. It still never got below 86 F indoors by the time we went to bed, so needless to say, Thursday was a rather unpleasant day for me all the way around.
On Sunday, I was invited to speak in the New Orleans 1st Branch. As background information, when a congregation is too small to fully function as a ward, then a branch is formed. The ecclesiastical leader of a Branch is referred to as a Branch President, rather than a Bishop. So we are talking about a small unit. The members worshipping in the New Orleans 1st Branch live in the uptown New Orleans area. They include students and teachers attending Tulane and Loyola Universities nearby. The chapel (also referred to as the uptown chapel) is located in the famed Garden District of New Orleans at 3616 St. Charles Avenue. You can actually see what the chapel looks like on Google Maps Street View. At or near the above address, it's the red brick building with the plain steeple as you point north .
The city of New Orleans officially kicked off the Carnival season today as Mayor Ray Nagin hosted his annual king day party with an official proclamation from Rex, the King of Carnival. What follows is seven weeks of festivities leading up to Mardi Gras 2009 on February 24th. City and krewe leaders celebrated 153 years of Mardi Gras in dance, music and, of course, king cake. King Day would not be what it is without king cake. Here's more about the king cake tradition. The krewes of Rex and Zulu also unveiled this year's posters. The all-black Krewe of Zulu is celebrating 100 years, and the Krewe of Rex commemorates the 50th anniversary of the doubloon. These two are among the most celebrated krewes. A recent entry into the lineup of krewes is that of the St. Joan of Arc Krewe, a krewe that will take to the streets today. Here is a complete schedule of the parades leading up to Mardi Gras. I think outsiders would be amazed at the amount of effort that goes into making Mardi Gras what it is. Mardi Gras is so big, it can be pretty much what you want it to be. If you are into the pomp and circumstance, and the tradition of royalty with Kings and Queens, it can be just that. If you are into the bawdy and gaudy, the adult-rated on Bourbon Street in the French Quarter, it can be that too. Many of the outside communities have their own Mardi Gras parades and activities. Houma is a good example of this. We have several parades that families look forward to each year at Mardi Gras time. Obviously, they will not be as elaborate as those in New Orleans, but they are crowd pleasers none the less. As a family, we have been fortunate to have lived in parts of the country that celebrate their own culture on a state-wide level, including Pioneer Day in Utah (July 24), Kamehameha Day in Hawaii (June 11), and Mardi Gras in Louisiana and surrounding areas (47 days before Easter Sunday). None is more grandiose and original than Mardi Gras.
ew Orleans and the Mississippi River. Every time I fly from N.O. to S.L.C., I can’t help but think about the stark contrast between my short flight and the arduous journey taken by my great grandfather. Picture taken in the late 1800's, is of Thomas Tew, Jr. (sitting, 1833-1904), with his sons, John Henry (center, 1868-1948) and my grandfather William Thomas (right, 1859-1933).