The first Christmas I remember was 1957. I was 3 years old. I say I remember it — maybe I just think I do because of the old black-andwhite Polaroid snapshots in my file drawer.
Saturday in New Orleans, Ruston residents showed up to support their high school football team. It was the third straight December that the season ended at the Caesars Superdome for the Bearcats and their legions of family, friends and fans.
Santa’s helpers are determined that the cats and dogs living at the Ruston Animal Shelter while awaiting their furever home should have a happy Christmas.
Not sure the exact number as this column publishes, but somewhere between 1,500 and 2,000 college football players are currently in the NCAA transfer portal.
Tuesday was my grandparents’ wedding anniversary. They were married Dec. 10, 1923, probably in Germantown, Tennessee, because that’s where my grandmother was from.
