I didn’t want to go to the conference. I figured I could learn as much from sources right here in Louisiana. But the corporate bosses thought otherwise.
So, being a dutiful reporter, I made my reservations, packed my carry-on bag and called a friend to take me to the airport before dawn. I had convinced myself that the trek to Florida wouldn’t be too bad. After all, I was managing to avoid Atlanta, and would be home in three days, in time for my mother’s birthday.
For the past several days my co-workers and I have been attempting to get in touch with each of the 76 candidates in the 23 races that will be on the Nov. 4 primary ballot.
We’re trying to give them the opportunity for a little exposure in the Daily Leader’s upcoming election edition. Contacting the local candidates has been fairly easy, but the district and statewide folks, not so much.
The Lincoln Parish Police Jury elected new officers as they rang in the new year this week with their first meeting of 2013.
Around this time last year, I wrote about some of the issues the new jurors at that time would likely face. Looking back at each of these issues, it is interesting to see where progress has been made and what remains the same.
It was nine years ago this month when a far-fetched dream of mine became reality as I squeezed the trigger on a Merriam’s gobbler in the Badlands of South Dakota. The 21 pound gobbler completed my quest for a coveted Grand Slam. The fans of an Eastern, Rio Grande, Osceola and Merriam’s along with a plaque from the National Wild Turkey Federation commemorating the event grace my office wall.