Neal's fiancée and nephew were kind enough to let me borrow Neal's harmonica last night so that I could draw it.
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This blog began as a place to present a range of pictures, normal-ish to bizarre, of New Orleans, post-Katrina. Now, it contains more elements of my life and art. Comments and pictures from the long lasting aftershocks of the storm will crop up from time to time. If you want to view post-Katrina photos, see the earliest archives.
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3 comments:
Nolanik: Thanks for the beautiful drawing of Neal's harmonica & for providing this place for those of us who know Neal. Sarah
(formerly the Anonymous who met Neal through mutual friends who lived in Lexington & later doing capital defense).
It was a pleasure to spend time with that harmonica.
Neal grew up in a three-bedroom ranch in Russell Kentukcy with the Ohio River as his front yard. I knew him slightly through mutual friends Tommy Wilson and Andy Coiner. I am a local prosecutor who helped Neal's sister in obtaining a guardianship for their mother during her decline. He was well-thought of by those who knew him back in Russell, even those who did not agree with his death penalty position. One hell of a basketball player as anyone who ever tried to get a shot off against him at the Rusell YMCA can attest. Sympathies to family and friends.
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