When I was on a ship during my third class cadet summer at the Coast Guard Academy (the summer before my sophomore year), we pulled into New Orleans. This is the New Orleans I remember:
An infant and at least four other people were shot Tuesday along a parade route packed with Mardi Gras revelers, police said. Two suspects were in custody and the victims were recovering.
Beau Beals, 45, said he was outside a house party on St. Charles Avenue when the shooting erupted. He said and other partiers tossed children over a metal fence to get them to safety, but others kept waiting for beads and other trinkets being tossed from the floats as if nothing had happened.
”They had an ambulance out here picking the guy up off the street and people didn’t stop vying for throws,” Beals said.
No one was shot was I was in New Orleans, but the drunken revelry was unlike anything I have ever seen anywhere else. We had guys from the ship who would wake up at 10 a.m. and head out drinking, come back around 3 or 4 p.m. and take a brief nap, before heading out at 8 p.m. to get drunk again.