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Category: Childhood Memories | Posted: Mon Nov 27, 2006 3:17 pm

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My Grandmother on my Father's side was pure Cajun French. She was from back Vacherie and so was my Grandfather. Darrow, where we lived, was about 30 miles from Vacherie. One of her sisters had a son named "CooCoo", that's all we ever knew him as. If my life depended on it I could not tell you his real name, or why he was called "CooCoo". Well "CooCoo" would come to visit Grandma several times a year, he was obviously sane enough to get a drivers liscense. After we got telephone service in Darrow, Grandma was always forewarned of "CooCoo's" visits. What they did before the telephone I do not know. We were always told of these coming visits and were given a very stern warning, dished out in a very heavy French accent, "Now Sharon, whaever ya do, don' git in the ca(car) wit CooCoo. He's gon axe ya too go git icecream at "Nonc" (uncle) Robert's store, {pronounced row bears}, but don' git in da ca wit CooCoo." I was not particularly afraid of CooCoo, until one day when I was at Grandmas when he showed up. The call must have come late because he was pulling in the driveway before I had a chance to get home. She made me stay right in her sight, but I finally had to leave for home, which was nextdoor, but with a little distance between us. Sure enough, I was halfway home, on the other side of the ditch, when a car came up behind me and stopped. I turned around and there was "CooCoo" and the exact words out of his mouth were, "Sharon, git in the ca, and we will go git icecream at Nonc Robert's." All I can remember was running as fast as I can and "CooCoo" laughing his head off. I always made sure I was not at Grandma's when "CooCoo" came to visit again.


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pondlady wrote on Mon Nov 27, 2006 2:35 pm:

Oh, Sharon, how wonderful. Most folks no longer know about cajun life in LA.

1. no one ever admits they are from back Vacherie
2. You get drivers' licenses from Schwegmanns. Everyone knows that.

Please keep writing.

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cajunbelle wrote on Mon Nov 27, 2006 3:13 pm:

Jan, too funny. I will have to tell the story of my sister's research into our family tree one day. And I was hoping no one really knew about not admitting you're from back Vacherie.

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eileen wrote on Mon Nov 27, 2006 3:23 pm:

Really enjoyed that Sharon and I'm looking forward to the story of your family tree.

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Gardenstew wrote on Mon Nov 27, 2006 4:39 pm:

I think everyone has known a "CooCoo" at some point in their lives :) Great story Sharon, I do enjoy them immensely. This one frightened me as well.

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glendann wrote on Mon Nov 27, 2006 4:55 pm:

Enjoyed your Uncle Coocoo.Thanks for your story.
I feel like I can just see youu running .Just too funny.Waiting for your family tree.

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reggaefan wrote on Mon Nov 27, 2006 6:48 pm:

Whew, when I saw the title I thought Sharon was talking about me.

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dooley wrote on Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:22 pm:

I had an uncle like that. All the girls walked around him as far away as they could get. They all hated to take him a cup of coffee until one of my cousins "accidently" tripped and spilled a cup in his lap. He just made every one uncomfortable. Dooley

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cajunbelle wrote on Mon Nov 27, 2006 7:32 pm:

Actually CooCoo was my cousin and he really never did anything that I know of, at least not to any of us. If he had, my Dad would have killed him. Maybe that is why he was well behaved around us.

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Desert Rat wrote on Tue Nov 28, 2006 6:19 pm:

I really like reading about Cajun life and louisiana in general. My favorite author is James Lee Burke from New Iberia. CooCoo was great. dr

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