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future wife for the first time. Unknown to me, her mother and my mother had been very good friends in high school but had not seen each other for many years. To my delight, my family and the Vinet family just happened to attend Mass in Pass Christian at the same time. I was introduced to Yvonne after Church and it was love at first sight; for my part anyway.
I am telling the story about my cottage because I want to emphasize what insidious harm pollution has done to this area. From my porch on the Bayou, we could see porpoises passing by. We caught redfish and speckled trout from my pier and in one weekend we caught 12 dozen crabs with three nets. In the fall we could cast for shrimp and catch enough for a good meal. If only we could bring back those days; and we can, given proper leadership and help from Local, State and Federal Governments.
Because of fear of flooding, I sold my little castle the year before Betsy hit the Coast. It's a good thing I did. Water was ten feet inside the house. Another reason why I sold; the porpoises were gone, the crabs were gone, swimming in the Bayou was dangerous and fishing was very poor.
My little cottage has now been remodeled into a beautiful house with a fireplace and rugs on the floor and a very large yacht parked at my (I wish) pier.
Lets all pray that a Bay St Louis Cleanup Commission will be formed, imitating the Lake Pontchartrain Cleanup Commission in New Orleans. Bring back the old days and we wont need gambling to fill our coffers.
My present house at 128 Felicity St. was constructed in the 1950's by Mr. Jimmy Larroux who built several other houses in this same block including his own at 127 Felicity. The house at 126 Felicity, now owned by the Van Zandt family, was originally used as army barracks and was moved to this site after World War II. Mr. Wesley Mcarthur, now in his 80's, lives at 131 Felicity. He told me that my property was at one time a potato farm. Some man from Chicago came to Bay At Louis and offered to buy several carloads of potatoes. A few carloads were shipped but this arrangement fell through after just one year.
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