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I promised to be regular with my posts and that is what I intend to be. This week has to be early since we (Patricia and me) are leaving town on Thursday.

Lions Street is where our family moved sometime after Big Lou returned from WWII, and things were getting crowded, me and Terrence appeared on the scene, on Magazine Street. The Mullen/Crotty compound on Magazine Street was in a section of New Orleans that had the tony Garden District on one side and the fringes of the Irish Channel on the other side. That house was in the heart of everything! At least, that’s what I thought as a little boy.

This is what we probably looked like when we moved to Lions Street.

I could walk a couple of blocks to the Happy Hour Theater, or to Berman’s Dry Goods Store. There were other little stores along Magazine Street that were full of wonder for me, candies, toys, odds and ends that always seemed important. In either direction there were little stores, some with groceries and sodas, others with a variety of goodies. I could walk to any of them without fret or bother. And if I had a nickel, a dime, or quarter I could get almost anything I wanted! Lions Street was different.

Lions Street was no Magazine Street! It was in an unincorporated area of Jefferson Parish. Lions Street was the country compared to Magazine Street, the heart of everything. It was new and not all the houses were built.There were vacant lots! There was no Happy Hour Theater or Berman’s Dry Goods Store. No candy stores or variety stores that I could walk to no matter how much money I had in my pocket. There was a Frost Top, a Drive – In Theater and Tucker’s Steakhouse. There was a roadside farmers’ market, a couple of drug stores, and a Firestone Tire Center. But these were on Jefferson Highway, a busy two lane highway!

There were good things about Lions Street. There were those empty lots and houses under construction. To a boy these were really private little playgrounds. I could sneak through the lots to get to Jefferson Playground, a huge recreation center with a shop that sold chocolate malts! I could walk to school or to the Winn-Dixie Supermarket. As I grew older Lions Street started to look better to me. New families were moving in and I met Mary Ellen H. I went to grade school with Mary Ellen H. What memories!

Big Lou had a few cars that I remember. One on Lions Street had a rumble seat, I think. Dad was mostly a GM man when it came to cars, but he occasionally would buy a Ford and even a Chrysler. Big Lou would let me think I was helping work on the cars. I was probably causing him more work, but he would never say anything…although, he did run me off a few times!

The boys, Louis, Jr., Terrence and me, learned about a new world on Lions Street! No longer in the heart of everything like on Magazine Street. No more Happy Hour Theater or Berman’s. But Lions Street offered so many things. The empty lots, the homes under construction, the short cut through the empty lots to get to the playground where I could buy chocolate malts! Oh, did I mention meeting new people? To quote Joey: “How you doin’?!?”

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