The first time I was ever in New Orleans I went straight to my hotel room and found the phone book. Of course the first name I looked up was Antoine Domino. There he was. Then I flipped to Leonard Lee. Yep. I scrolled through Battiste, Toussaint, Kenner and Kador, Byrd. There were lots of Nevilles. I didn't have the nerve to call any of them. What would I say? I love you? I always have?
Now lots of those heroes are gone. Heck, lots of New Orleans is gone. The damned phone book is nearly gone and so am I. I still love those heroes. Always have. I love you.