Every time I come back to New Orleans, I stop in at the Monteleone Hotel to see if Lucille is working. The last couple visits my timing was off, and once the whole place was closed for renovation. Running from City Hall down to the Whitney in the Quarter on Monday, I stopped in and found her. I really couldn't stay but promised to come back on Tuesday morning and have coffee at her table like I used to do. When my friend Keith lived in New Orleans, we spent almost every Friday morning at the Monteleone at Lucille's table having coffee. It felt like we had a head start on the weekend. We love Lucille. Keith is in Lafayette now and I'm in France, but we all still try to get together when we're in town. 
Lucille and I had so much fun. I sat and did what I always do on my own there, drink my coffee, write in my journal and shoot a few shots. We of course traded storm stories-everyone has them. I sat and watched Lucille do what she does...a true professional. I thought about how both of our lives had changed, but isn't it wonderful that she can still be a part of mine. I had this overwhelming sense of: such a wonderful life you had here, but then you would have a wonderful life wherever you are. I shared those feelings with Lucille and we agreed. We are moving on. We're facing the change. And, even though we may not get to see each other every week like we used to do...we'll be happy to see each other when we can and enjoy it just as much, because we are always in each other's hearts. Love to Lucille-Always
