Watching the news I am reminded of my late friend, George Moore whose family lived in the town named after them. We were in a financial trial for 3 years, got a huge settlement but he passed a few months after receiving his money with cancer. He and I worked to hold the people in the trial together in our dark times, I cried like a baby at his furneal, now looking at the devastation in Moore it brings back all the bittersweet memories. George I"m smokeing a bowl in your memory. The old cajun



