Huit des Hommes

Louis Joseph Huval, my Papa Doc.

Bells of St. Bernard Church
Breaux Bridge, Louisiana

Sounds are what I remember from events. And when I heard these bells the other weekend a wealth of memories flooded my mind. Clack, clack, clack. The cowboy boots of 8 men walking on an asphalt road. Scult schee. The asphalt rocks grinding at those leather soles, their souls. Cantering behind the mule drawn cheriot vert hearing the paquet, paquet of the wooden spokes. These are Doc's chimes. They tell the story of the family.


À plus tard,

Zoë Louise Huval