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| I live in Catholic South Louisiana. I took this picture thinking the water tower paid homage to St. Lamar. Is there a St. Lamar? I know there's a Lamar St. University in Beaumont, Texas. As I rode around the tower it was revealed to me that the name was actually West Lamar. West Lamar is a place, actually an area. I'm so dumb. I'd just come from the Lamar County courthouse and should have realized that the sign reflected West Lamar County. They had skimped on the County part of the name. I think. So, I guess the confussion can be reconciled. How do I get through a day? PS: If the water tower writers had put "County" on the water tower, it might have led some to believe that there was a "West Lamar County" which would have been wrong and might have led people to assume that there had been an insurredtion and succession from Mother Lamar. The result could have been a rewriting of history. This time, war over water rights? Could West Lamarians have gotten possesive about "water"? Wouldn't be the first time. Don't discount water towers. They can tell you a lot. |
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| Old 11 gained altitude and I began to feel like I was in the Rockies. That's a gift from living in South Louisiana. It doesn't take much to get you humming John Denver songs. |
| I had debated about including all these simular pictures. I had concluded at the end of the debate that I should. Time was spent here and it should be reflected in the log. |
| I told Dave I was in Butte Country. Below is what precipitated that statement. Fred, that's "Butte", not "Butt". Buttes are flat topped high places. Butts are rounded low places. Watch your spelling. It can make a difference. |
| Well, that confirms it. Mississippi is in a space race with those Cajuns and Germans in Mermentau. Hey Trasclair and Haydel, there's is bigger than ours. |
| From time to time I have to assure Fred that all these rides were not done in Hollywood. Mississippi has some great sounding names. "Okahola" is one of them. It is so musical. "I drank a cola in Okahola, then watched my Motorola with my new gal Lola". L-O-L-A, Lola. Move over Ray Davies. |
| After stopping, I continued on until I saw Railroad Rd. A redundant name. There's a a lot of that in this one. |
| It led to a "Rails to Trails" operation. This thing covers half of Mississippi. |
| The next Point of Interest on Old 11 was Rawles Cemetery. The sign is kinda "out there" and modern. That's where "modern" ended. |
| I was drawn by the stones. |
| Many were tilting and broken. I suppose that the place is unstable and shifting. Southeast Louisiana's "plate" is slipping into the Gulf at the rate your fingernails grow. Fact. |
| I didn't really feel "cemetery" there and the road beckoned. |
| Up ahead I saw that someone was preserving a log cabin. I stopped and took 5 pictures. Two worked. |
| The Red Bird is not real. Its presence reflects the sensitivity and love for Nature which the owners obviously have. Small things speak loudly. |
| Watch road signs. They are the key to understanding the history of a place. Fred would avoid this road. |
| This one got shot just cuz I liked it. The porch furniture speaks volumes here. |
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| We're right here> heading south on Oral Chuch. We will cross98 and meet Old 24. |
| Old 24 |
| Oloh |
| Old 42 brought me to MS 589 which I took south looking for a road that swung southwest. Oral Church did that and I hopped on board. Next interesting crossing was Toll Road. |