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September 13, 2007 by Kathryn
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I used to live directly across the Mississippi River from the Chalmette battlefield. Our house was one block from the levee and we used to watch the tops of great ships go by down the end of our street. A hell of a place to grow up. It was the kind of place that you would meet people out of state somewhere and they would just know that you were from New Orleans by the way you behaved.