It's time for us to part ways
At the risk of sounding self-serving, I didn’t realize until recently that my column, known as “The Wandering Eye,” has a cult following among a few people in Lincoln Parish.
(I use the term “cult” as a figure of speech, not in the literal sense — my followers don’t wear creepy robes. They don’t drink Kool-Aid, and they don’t instigate standoffs with federal agents.)
Strangers stop me in public to say they love this column.