41 years ago, my parents took us to the French Quarter of New Orleans.
All I remember were the bugs, riding on the street cars and The St. Louis Cathedral in the French Quarter.
Well on Friday, I revisited the cathedral and in honor of the people who brought me there the first time, I lit a candle for each of them and said a prayer.
I am glad that after all these years, I got a second chance to see this city.
Thanks Mom and Dad, for the first chance.
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