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I miss the people of Louisiana. They are fresh. Photo by Katie Oxford
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I miss the colors of Louisiana. Variations, it seems, of a thousand greens. Growing from the ground up, covering tin roofs, rounding corners…creepy crawly things that are able to find the smallest crease and thrive. Photo by Katie Oxford
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Red trawler boats, worn and peeling, yet still bright in color, like the smiling face of a bearded old man. Photo by Katie Oxford
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Not the oil, or the bigger crime, the poison used to disperse it, not even politics could destroy what makes Louisiana so special. Photo by Katie Oxford
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The people of Louisiana are as connected to place as the marsh is to the Gulf. Photo by Katie Oxford
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They are funny in both humorous and odd ways. Photo by Katie Oxford
Their culture is not one of hurry. Photo by Katie Oxford
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It’s a culture of present time and unforgotten courtesy. Photo by Katie Oxford
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Giving a greeting or yielding to someone comes naturally to these folks. Photo by Katie Oxford
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“Let’s hope,” our answer this time next year is indeed…“a good one.” Photo by Katie Oxford