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I returned this past weekend to New Orleans for the first time in over 25 years. I played the typical tourist and took a ride on the steamboat Natchez for a glimpse of the city and to partially re-live the memories of when I worked and lived upon the MQ a lifetime ago. I was shocked and saddened to hear from the narrator of the demise of the MQ and even had sight of her in the distance as she sat broken down at a wharf on the West Bank.
You see, I was a charter member of the Mississippi...
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