GabbyFeb 14, 20181 minThe Time Between The EndsI don't know if I'll be able to write this...it's a painful story. Sad & lonely from the beginning to the very end. This is Ray Broussard, a full blooded Cajun I met in St. Martinsville, Louisiana, sometime around 1985. I had wound up in that tiny town on an Old Crow whim. $11.00 on the Greyhound from New Orleans and there I was, 8am & so hung over my tongue was the size of a sausage. I had a small tape deck that played Patsy Cline on a continuous loop while I was reading "A
