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By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

alk about ruining a perfectly good election.

Louisiana politics being what they generally are, electioneering was at a fever pitch in late February 1952 when then-District Attorney (later federal judge) Richard Putnam threw his big monkey wrench into things.

By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

hen the first Tarzan movie was made in the swamps near Morgan City in 1917, two men played the role. The actor who got credit as "the first Tarzan" was actually the second to be signed for the job.

By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

ompletion of the Orphan Train Museum in Opelousas will bring together pieces of the fascinating story of Joseph Wolffe and other children who took a long and scary train ride from foundling homes in New York City to the prairies of southwest Louisiana.

By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

ean F. Keeley dropped out of the 10th grade to enlist in the Marines in Springfield, Ill., on Nov. 16, 1943, his 17th birthday.

By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

rowley High School was one of its most formidable rivals when the Southwestern Louisiana Industrial Institute first began to field athletic teams.

By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

narrow road leads to the Abshire Cemetery about eight miles northeast of Kaplan in Vermilion Parish. There are about 100 graves in the little cemetery.

There is also a stone cross with an inscription. It reads:

In Memory of the 11 Men

By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

ngelina Glaudi was associated with a saint as a child and survived the infamous Galveston hurricane of 1900, but perhaps the most unique event in her life was the way she became a mother.

By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

orecasters say we can expect some of the coldest weather in more than a decade at the end of this week and into the weekend, but Old Man Winter will have to work some to beat the bleak, blizzardy January of 1940.

By Jim Bradshaw
jhbradshaw@bellsouth.net

n the old days, New Year’s Day, not Christmas, was the time when gifts were exchanged in French Louisiana. It was the day for family reunions and the time when le bon St. Nicolas brought good children les étrennes.