Free, Free At Last

Yesterday, I saw my eye doctor. He told me I can stop using eye drops for glaucoma. The pressure in both eyes are normal  I had two surgeries in the fall to relieve the eye pressure as well as correct a blockage in the right eye. Surgery is such a loaded word. Laser surgery onContinue reading “Free, Free At Last”

Love is Funny, Slick, and Shrewd

  Love is funny, slick, and shrewd. I found this phrase in a document written by my great-grandfather. My great-grandfather, Robert Martin, was a pastor. He founded a Methodist church in the late 1800s in south Louisiana. Preachers aren’t known for writing about romantic love. Robert wrote up an account of his uncle’s life. TheContinue reading “Love is Funny, Slick, and Shrewd”

It Snowed Last Night

It snowed last night. In southern Louisiana, Snow is A Weather Event. Schools close. Children run outside. It’s strange and wonderful because it only happens every 10 years or so. If you don’t live in lands where snow is common, it’s A Big Deal. There’s not a lot of snow. Just enough to cover the yard,Continue reading “It Snowed Last Night”

A Good Worker Who Deserves Some Negroes

1728 Johann Adam Matern, of Rosenheim, Upper Alsace. 26 years old. Weaver. A good worker who deserves some negroes. Three pigs. Thus reads the roll in or around 1728, describing my forebear, the first Matern/Matherne who came to the New World with several hundred Germans as pioneers. I don’t know why he was considered worthyContinue reading “A Good Worker Who Deserves Some Negroes”

A Weaver’s Tale

This post is the second in an occasional series about my father’s family.  Two hundred and ninety-six years ago, Johann Matern, my ancestor, came to Louisiana from Germany. A great number of Germans had come by ship under the direction of John Law, a Scottish speculator and banker. Many died aboard the ship. The survivorsContinue reading “A Weaver’s Tale”

Rest A While (Sundays in My City)

  Rest A While is a landmark along the northern shore of Lake Pontchartrain. It was a fine hotel in the late 1800s, catering to wealthy New Orleanians escaping the heat and disease that visited New Orleans most summers. Yellow fever, malaria, typhoid and heat stroke were common maladies of Old New Orleans. In theContinue reading “Rest A While (Sundays in My City)”