Between the ages of 10-12 my family and I lived in St. Bernard in a gigantic OLD house on Paris Road. Across the street was a single mom named Jeannie who had 5 young children.
(Stevie, Terry, Keith & Karen (twins) and the baby Pam.
My mom and Jeannie became fast friends so my mom wanted her to attend church with us. Jeannie kept saying she didn't have a dress to wear. SO, Diane made her one! Eventually Jeannie became a member of our church and their friendship became even stronger.
We remained very close until after a few years 'Sister Jeannie' (as we called her) moved
away and we eventually lost touch. The oldest son Stevie and my brother Michael were very good friends, and I don't know how, but through the years Steve (I guess I should call him-he is 43 now!) has managed to remain in touch-- calling/visiting him every now and then. I personally have not seen him or anyone in the family in over 20 yrs. Well, what a surprise we had this Christmas!
Steve and his mom were in town visiting relatives that live in Ponchatoula!
My mom and her long lost friend were reunited! It was wonderful to sit and reminisce about the days gone by....I got a couple of quick shots, but I regret that I did not get one of Stevie and I together. As it turns out Jeannie's mom and sister live in Hammond! Jeannie had no idea that mom had relocated to the Ponchatoula area after Hurricane Katrina and we had no idea that
her family was so close to us. It is truly such a small world!
**Nugget: The huge house eventually became the 'Breakfast Club' where we would eat after church on Sunday nights sometime. Sister Jeannies house became 'Fradellas'.
As far as I know, it remained that way until after Hurricane Katrina.
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