“Watch the old dog. She’ll sense a change far earlier than we do. She’ll raise her head from a nap as if she’s been called, when no one has called her. She’ll go out in the side yard and point herself north and raise her nose and half-close her eyes and stand there a... »
Downgrading
You may recall a year or so ago I admitted that I had fallen for the slick advertising and upgraded my cellular phone to one of those fancy-dancy, gosh-wow-did-you-see-that-Ma? touch screen phones. It wasn’t an iPhone. It was a knockoff. But this bad boy had... »
Lost
There’s been an ever-present tightness in my chest, a slight nausea in my solar plexus for months now. I am anxious yet lethargic; apprehensive but careless. Down and out, of course. Melancholy. Depressed. Call it what you want. Harry Middleton called it “the meat bucket... »
This & That
The escape of vicious killers from an Arizona medium-security prison has horrified the nation this week. Two convicts, aided by a fiancée of one of them, were linked to the brutal murders of an elderly couple whose charred remains were found in a camper in... »
Two-And-A-Half
I talk to him when I’m lonesome like; and I’m sure he understands. When he looks at me so attentively, and gently licks my hands; then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes, but I never say naught thereat. For the good Lord... »

Roger Emile Stouff has been a writer and journalist since 1980, now with the St. Mary and Franklin Banner-Tribune in Franklin, Louisiana where he has received numerous state press awards for his column, "From the Other Side," reprinted here. He is the son of Nicholas Stouff, the last traditional chief of the Chitimacha Tribe of Louisiana and Lydia Gaudet Stouff, a Cajun Belle. (Photo by Sue Davis)