The more life changes the more it stays the same. A lot of change has occurred in front of my eyes over the last 40 years or so, but one thing that has not changed sure makes my heart smile.
I saw a firefly the other night. Then another and another and another until the air above the side yard flickered with tiny yellow and green pinpricks of moving light.
In the summer of 1977 a bicycle gang rolled down the streets of Jennings with purpose and enthusiasm. Numbered around a dozen or so, the neighborhood collective had one destination in mind: The Strand Theatre.
