Called the Cops

Friday, September 9th, 2011

I called the popo on a neighbor last night. Hated to do it, but he was apparently intoxicated, enraged, and going after his brother with a damn shovel, yelling that he intended to kill him. Three cop cars showed up. Fortunately I don’t think anyone was hurt or arrested. There is data indicating that “violence […]

Thoughts on the Death of Jeremy Galmon

Thursday, September 30th, 2010

When I was changing planes in Philly I got two pieces of bad news from New Orleans, the second of which was so harrowing it made the first seem trivial. First, I learned the Saints suffered their first defeat of the season, in overtime, no less; to the Atlanta Falcons, no less; at the Superdome, […]


Wednesday, April 7th, 2010

We have shot an amazing number of people, but to my knowledge, none has ever proven to be a threat. — Gen. Stanley A. McChrystal, senior American and NATO commander in Afghanistan

Overheard at the Playground

Friday, January 22nd, 2010

Yesterday afternoon I stopped by the playground on the Jeff Davis neutral ground with my daughter. We approached Serpent Mound at the same time as a trio of kids in elementary school uniforms. I noticed the youngest child, a girl with a withered arm, was crying. I asked if she was OK. One of the […]

What Happened to That Boy?

Saturday, October 3rd, 2009

Note: The title’s a lyrical reference to a New Orleans hip-hop track, and of course there’s a (NSFW) mix if you want some musical accompaniment to what follows. It is rare for me to remove a post from my blog but it has happened a few times over the years. The most recent case involves […]

Hellacious Saturday

Sunday, April 12th, 2009

As I rode my bike to my book club yesterday morning, I wondered idly what name the day might have. Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, Easter Sunday… surely this Saturday must have a name too? We had a new visitor to our book circle, a woman named Charlotte. I’d guess her to be somewhere around my […]

Good Morning

Wednesday, February 11th, 2009

Woke up to the sound of screaming. Actually I was already half-awake — I slept sitting up last night cradling the girl to help with her congestion. But the screaming got my attention. Xy had just gone out the door to catch her car pool ride to work. That wasn’t her voice I was hearing […]

A Gift from Helen

Sunday, January 4th, 2009

It was two years ago today that Helen‘s life came to an end, in circumstances too terrible to contemplate calmly. So we are spending a little time this morning remembering her life, and the light she brought to the lives of others. People often ask me if her killer was ever found. As far as […]

Shots Fired

Tuesday, December 16th, 2008

My sleep is interrupted by the peal of a semiautomatic weapon being discharged. Three spurts. Close by. I’m too groggy to check the time but it feels like midnight or two in the morning. Did someone just arrange another funeral? Did someone’s son (or daughter) meet their untimely end? But there’s only silence afterward, no […]


Friday, August 8th, 2008

A friend of mine posted the following on our neighborhood discussion group: I was working at my other house I am renovating tonight around 8:50 pm. Rendon/Conti St. Heard four/five shots fired. Looked out the back door as the shooter sped off. Shortly after I heard the cries across the street and realized someone was […]

Around the Corner

Monday, July 28th, 2008

Here’s an excerpt from the 1st District Crime Activity Report for July 24, 2008, reproduced verbatim and without editorial comment: Type: Aggravated Assault Location: 3100 block of Bienville Gist: At 6:30pm, the victim had a verbal confrontation with her live in boyfriend over the one month old baby not being his son. After being informed […]

One Year Later

Friday, January 11th, 2008

A year ago I gave a speech. Sadly enough, I could give that speech again today. Not much has changed. I would have to strike the reference to District Attorney Eddie Jordan — he’s gone. I would lose the line calling for more cops. But other than that, I stand by what I said a […]

48 Hours

Friday, October 12th, 2007

48 Hours Mystery will be running a show this weekend about Helen Hill and Dinerral Shavers and the general topic of violence in New Orleans. I spoke to the producers a couple of times. One producer told me he was disappointed by the seeming resignation of most of the people they’d interviewed. He was hoping […]


Friday, September 14th, 2007

There will be a segment about Helen Hill‘s unsolved murder case on America’s Most Wanted tomorrow night. I believe they’ll be using some video I shot of her jazz funeral. Also, Helen’s brother, Jake Hill, is in New Orleans to hold a meeting and press conference at the Sound Café (2700 Chartres) this afternoon (Sept. […]


Friday, August 17th, 2007

I didn’t know Nia Robertson. And now I never will. Nia was killed at Pal’s Lounge Wednesday night. I first heard about it through Think New Orleans and Metroblogging. Then the story was on the front page of today’s paper. It’s a sad fact that violent crimes and murders happen on an almost daily basis […]

Another Failed Prosecution

Wednesday, July 25th, 2007

Remember that retired teacher who got beat up on Bourbon Street shortly after Katrina? Sure you do, it was on television all over the world, a blatant example of police brutality and a huge embarrassment to the city of New Orleans. Well, the latest news is that the accused officer was acquitted. Some will say […]

Story #19

Saturday, May 5th, 2007

The 19th story about our renovation appeared in today’s paper.

Blood on the Sidewalk

Thursday, April 19th, 2007

Xy came home from visiting with a friend yesterday evening to discover that our block was a crime scene. Police had the street blocked off and they were taking photos on the sidewalk, practically right in front of our house. Fearing that I might have been the victim, she parked on a side street and […]

Virginia Tech

Monday, April 16th, 2007

33 dead, 15 injured. Sometimes the news seems so unreal. I tried to make it real. I tried to imagine this happening at Indiana University, a school I know well, instead of Virginia Tech, which I know not at all. I imagined how the community of Bloomington, Indiana, would be devastated by something like this. […]

Remember Manny

Wednesday, February 28th, 2007

Donna comes and cleans my office every day. Her son was killed last Mardi Gras. We talk about Manny frequently. She’s strong, but the pain and distress in her life are evident. She was looking for some grief counseling resources. With the help of Howie and his lovely wife I think she’s got a line […]