IN CAJUN COUNTRY
After the transition period, they come to see her, question her, and come to understand that she comes directly from Africa, and therefore, they have no problem with the situation. She has nothing to do with their contentious past, “their blacks”. It has now less to do with skin color, and a lot to do with history.
I leave her to continue my journey onto Lafayette. A group of Cajun ladies are firmly waiting for me. I already know some of them; they spearhead the local Cajun community. They have prepared a simple and typical meal made of crushed corn. My presence was certainly used as an excuse for this small congregation, but Mavis really does eat like this when she’s alone.
At night, in a bar downtown, a tipsy woman propositions me. It will be just me and her, but her husband, who’s much older, wishes to listen by phone. I politely decline.
MITCH & FAMILY