Sometimes things happen on a specific piece of land that are important.
Sometimes nothing important happened, but there’s something important on it.
Sometimes what happened that was important, isn’t what I’m most interested in.
Sometimes what’s not important is what’s important to me.
Usually it’s all screwed-up.
Just ask Ben.
Or my kids.
Or my sister (no wait-she totally gets this).
Ok. Just Ben.
He had to put-up with me again…
8606 West St. Bernard Ave.
Built 1833 in French Colonial style later blended with
Greek Revival influences (architect unknown)
and used as a summer house
down river from New Orleans
|An interior view through adjoining rooms.
The doors were unlocked so don’t get all bent out of shape.
|Exterior staircase led to upper rooms.|
|Original marble floor.
|The house as seen across the battlefield of
The Battle of New Orleans
Led by General Andrew Jackson and the pirate King Jean Lafitte.
|The adjoining National Cemetery where,
oddly, there are only four soldiers who died in that
very battle buried.
Soldiers (and a few women) representing
wars from the Spanish-American to Vietnam are represented.
|The Beautiful Gates|
|Even here, creeping Mallow flowers push through.
Moral: none of this is related.