Grip Dellabonte
To the elusive Little Baron (and all the watchers)...yeah, yeah, yeah, I know. Working! Work is so annoying..it always cuts into playtime.
I am going to start my ramble of the sixes by way of a longwinded story this time, just because it seems a bit...oh, the word has just flown out of my head! Starts with a p, I think...
Anyway, an event took place last night that has sent me down a pensive road, so thought it appropriate to tell the story today. Legba being a storyteller probably has something to do with it!
New Orleans has always been a big thing to me. I don't know why. Ever since I was little that city and San Franscisco were THE places I would have to get to at least once in my life. San Franscisco was easy because I grew up fairly close to there and it remains one of my favorite places on earth. When I finally got to New Orleans I almost cried. I don't know why. But I have been back several times, and I just feel this familiarity and bond that is very warm and comforting. It also will always be one of my favorite places.
When hurricane Katrina hit, its effects rippled throughout the U.S. My kids knew students at their high school, and from high schools in other cities, who dropped out for 2-3 weeks just to go help clean the city up. I am sure people from all over did the same. It is just a place that has that affect on people. I think it probably is one of our geographic Crown Jewels. I don't say that to take away from other towns. I hope I am not insulting people in any way. I personally love the little town I was raised in and will always consider it a part of me, but it is not a Crown Jewel. It's just special to me.
Certain places, if they are hurt in any way, hundreds of people not directly connected to it hurt for it as well.
I think one of the reasons I was drawn to this deck is just because I love the city so much. Even if I never opened the deck I would have something I love (tarot) named after some place I love.
Well, it just so happened I took the plunge and opened the deck and now I love it, too.
Last night my sister went to see Harry Connick, Jr. here in concert. I could not bring myself to go. I wanted to, but still opted to stay home.
This morning she told about her evening. His backdrop was designed to look like a street in New Orleans complete with gaslamps and filigreed wrought iron. It was beautiful, she said.
I had to laugh and I said, "Don't leave home without it" ( making a play on the Visa commercial) - but then I jokingly added the words - "home, that is". Then I said, "he takes New Orleans with him wherever he goes". Well, I had said that in a fond way, but she got a tad emotional when I said it.
She said at the end of the concert he stood up and he separated the audience - 1/3 to one side and 2/3 to the other side. He said, "back home this third still have your homes and such. But it's changed. This two thirds have hardly anything. Still. But we're getting better. And we're still here. Please come see us." She said, "it was just the way he said it..."
To me, that's all he needed to say. Not a big pitch, just come.
I just wanted to add to that. If you haven't gone and you get a chance to go, go. It's a grand old place.
End of my story - Legba's turn!
But I have to run an errand. Then I'll come back and talk about the Sixes....
I am going to start my ramble of the sixes by way of a longwinded story this time, just because it seems a bit...oh, the word has just flown out of my head! Starts with a p, I think...
Anyway, an event took place last night that has sent me down a pensive road, so thought it appropriate to tell the story today. Legba being a storyteller probably has something to do with it!
New Orleans has always been a big thing to me. I don't know why. Ever since I was little that city and San Franscisco were THE places I would have to get to at least once in my life. San Franscisco was easy because I grew up fairly close to there and it remains one of my favorite places on earth. When I finally got to New Orleans I almost cried. I don't know why. But I have been back several times, and I just feel this familiarity and bond that is very warm and comforting. It also will always be one of my favorite places.
When hurricane Katrina hit, its effects rippled throughout the U.S. My kids knew students at their high school, and from high schools in other cities, who dropped out for 2-3 weeks just to go help clean the city up. I am sure people from all over did the same. It is just a place that has that affect on people. I think it probably is one of our geographic Crown Jewels. I don't say that to take away from other towns. I hope I am not insulting people in any way. I personally love the little town I was raised in and will always consider it a part of me, but it is not a Crown Jewel. It's just special to me.
Certain places, if they are hurt in any way, hundreds of people not directly connected to it hurt for it as well.
I think one of the reasons I was drawn to this deck is just because I love the city so much. Even if I never opened the deck I would have something I love (tarot) named after some place I love.
Well, it just so happened I took the plunge and opened the deck and now I love it, too.
Last night my sister went to see Harry Connick, Jr. here in concert. I could not bring myself to go. I wanted to, but still opted to stay home.
This morning she told about her evening. His backdrop was designed to look like a street in New Orleans complete with gaslamps and filigreed wrought iron. It was beautiful, she said.
I had to laugh and I said, "Don't leave home without it" ( making a play on the Visa commercial) - but then I jokingly added the words - "home, that is". Then I said, "he takes New Orleans with him wherever he goes". Well, I had said that in a fond way, but she got a tad emotional when I said it.
She said at the end of the concert he stood up and he separated the audience - 1/3 to one side and 2/3 to the other side. He said, "back home this third still have your homes and such. But it's changed. This two thirds have hardly anything. Still. But we're getting better. And we're still here. Please come see us." She said, "it was just the way he said it..."
To me, that's all he needed to say. Not a big pitch, just come.
I just wanted to add to that. If you haven't gone and you get a chance to go, go. It's a grand old place.
End of my story - Legba's turn!
But I have to run an errand. Then I'll come back and talk about the Sixes....