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The seawall of Morgan City, LA. 



Book a Great Room in Morgan City 

Here I am on Front Street--May 30, 2010--back in Morgan City for the first time since February, 2003.  The seawall is to the right. 
This is a photo of Front Street I took back in early 1997.  
The gates are open on the seawall.  When a hurricane threatens, or the Atchafalaya River is going to crest, all of the gates along the seawall are closed. 
The U.S. 90 Bridge and the old bridge crossing the Atchafalaya River at Morgan City--May 30, 2010. 
This is a photo I took with a disposable 35mm camera in early 1997.  Note how oily and calm the water appears.  
The catwalk on top of the seawall--allowing for good views in all directions.  
Looking down onto Front Street from the top of the seawall. 
Not much has changed in Morgan City ... the downtown area looks as empty as it did when we lived there ten years ago. 
Shrimp boats tied up at the wharf.  
A view of the river between the two bridges.  


Robyn and the Rubber Ducky.



Me on top of the seawall. 

The Atchafalaya River was really high in late May; the water was almost covering the fishing wharf.  
A BNSF train crossing the Atchafalaya River.  According to a story I heard, there is a locomotive at the bottom of the river--it derailed many years ago and was left there--now covered with silt.  
The seawall with some decorations--this being a push boat with a barge. 
Robyn on Front Street for the first time in eight years!  
Looking at the river from under the old bridge.  A lot of memories come back seeing this--including one where Vernon and Robyn brought home a huge river turtle--I made them take it back to the river. 


Gil on top of the seawall.

An oil platform decoration on the seawall.  
U.S. 90 (which someday will become I-49) passes through Morgan City as an elevated roadway.  This area is used in late August for the Shrimp and Petroleum Festival; amusement park rides, games and food boths are set up under the bridge. 


Walking along Front Street. 

A portion of the old seawall--showing how high flooding got which prompted the building of the new, much higher seawall.  
A plaque on the old segment of the seawall.  


Front Street near Freret Street.  It appeared a celebration had taken place the day before on Front Street--according to the Morgam City Mainstreet Stores website, the Johnny Firmin Band performed as part of the Rythms on the River 2010 Spring line-up.

The Atchafalaya Cafe on Everett St.  
The old Post Office at the corner of First and Everett Streets.  I went here every day to check my mail--P.O. Box 331.  
City Hall and the Courthouse.  
The Morgan City Public Library--another of my favorite places.  
Lawrence Park--at the corner of Second and Everett Streets.  This park had a very ugly fountain. 
I always liked this building at the corner of Second and Everett.  A long time ago I used to know what it had been, but I've forgotten. 
Looking down Second Street towards Railroad Ave. 
These old stoplights haven't been in use for years--at the intersection of Second and Everett.  
I've walked on this sidewalk thousands of times--particularly in 1999 when I didn't have a car for the entire year; I had a four-mile walk (round trip) to work. 
The Rig Museum--something that Morgan City was very proud of when it first opened at about the time I moved there in September, 1996.  The museum used to be the Mr. Charlie (which was white and had its name on the side), but this is another oil platform. 
A closer look at the Rig Museum.  

This is where I worked for a number of years:  a guard shack was located at the telephone pole midway back--and oil platform workers would park their cars in the fenced lot and it was my job to be their shepherd.  A very quiet and lonely job--and I loved it!  This is when I got most of my philosophy reading done.

At the end of the little road is the building where Ocean Energy used to be located--that was the company I was a guard for; the building is now vacant.  To the left was a big white building where the offshore workers would wait to be flown out to the rigs--and the large grassy area was where the helicopters would land and take off.  All of it gone, now.  
My little house on Nevada Street in Morgan City.  We lived in Morgan City from August, 1996 to October, 2002. 
The backside of my house and the little bit of property that went along with it.  Note that the house rests on blocks above the ground; all houses in Louisiana are built this way because of the sogginess of the soil 
The north side of my house. 
My favorite place to eat for Southern cooking--Rita Mae's Kitchen on Federal Ave in Morgan City.  


This is Rita Mae at the stove. 

The Paige Gertrude pushboat with a barge as it passed through the locks at Morgan City along the Intracoastal Waterway. 
The locks are closing.  
One of the great things about living in the South is you get to see how things were done in the "old days".  Here, a cable-ferry takes our vehicle across Bayou Beouf to get over to Avoca Island.    
This sign could be seen along the walking path in Berwick (across the river).  
Bayou Cocodrie near Amelia.  The only way to get a photo of this area is by boat.  


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