Lately, I've felt myself slipping. I'd been sick with a terrible bronchial thing caused by a sinus infection. Still with me? If you've had it, you're from South Louisiana. My three week ordeal had left me lethargic. I finally pulled myself together and did the Four Mile Bayou Ride. I got home still able to breathe and pronounced myself ready to resume my normal schedule of at least one heafty ride every week or so.
Well, we'll see. As soon as I divested myself of the bayou report, leaving the Franklin, La. page out, my attention returned to that partially completed, unincluded page. It is my policy to show you every picture I've ever taken and that orphan page is really bothering me The page needs some substance and I really didn't have much to offer that hasn't been rerun a million times over the web. I have something no one has, Captain Florian Cornay, veteran of the Red River Campaign, including Mansfield and associated battles, and Irish Bend. The good Captain is missing. His family doesn't know where he is so I have taken it upon myself to join in the search. I usually do the most rediculous, most inefficient approaches to research. In keeping with that time tested formula, I set off for north Louisiana to walk the cemeteries and find Cornay. He was a valiant hero and there are some people that would like to salute him, if we could. In the words of the Cable Guy, Let's "get ur done". That slogan, motto, ought to be on American currency and coins and it should be what we're "about". Oops. The Franklin page will remain in limbo as long as Captain Cornay is, in limbo.
This article is about my first attempt at finding the Captain. I never felt I was close and time was running out. Only by perfect manipulation of clock and distance did I get home before Italian lighting was again proven useless. Yes, for those who have followed along, Mz. M. Guzzi was along for the ride, or visa versa is more like it. |
