Heading east toward Patterson.
Louisianians' love affair with speed is seen as having historic and famous roots.
     Below, that large wooden barrel is a cistern. Water was channeled from the roof of the house into it. I don't know if it was used in lew of wells. I do know that as a child, for one year it was our source of water. I remember sqiglies in my bath water.
     On the outskirts of Patterson, Cajun Jack can take you into the swamp. Might be a blast. Can't be dull.
    Cajun Jack's house, notice the screened porch. I wonder if a tour would allow you to sit out on it for a while. I'd work that into the deal. That's still the Teche behind his house.
  Here comes the old buildings and churches. Patterson was not established with the coming of the oil industry as some believe. There is a real old town off of US 90 Jr.
  Upstairs porches again, plus the fancy brick. Fern baskets complete it.You are in South Louisiana and ain't it great.
How can that little building go wanting? It is a crying shame.
Ok, name that architectual design. Hint, "an English Queen" and not Victoria.
Here's a couple of more "wanting". One did enjoy the age of air-conditioning.
   There is a lot more here, I know. I was on a mission and this was just a sampling visit. This area is deep in stuff and I'll be back.
    Remember the movie, Denzel and Val?  I had to keep reminding myself. Lets head on to Berwick.