Unfortunately, the people of Louisiana are not racists.

We only got three dogs and two cats from Louisiana. All have been adopted. The first-hand experience we had with these kitties is that they had been in cages for so long, we recommended the...

It is not only about the ones that are still here that we worry about but also about the others that are still in Louisiana. They are still trying to get pets out of the...

We were going to retire to Louisiana, but my brother died and then my sister-in-law died, and we lost interest. We owned land here so about four years ago we decided to build a building.

It wasn’t so much that it was a I-AA team, or it was Southeastern Louisiana — none of that matters. What mattered was — man-on-man — we didn’t get it done. We lost. And our...

It’s a very positive statement that the team is playing a majority of games in Louisiana. I think that’s the right decision. The long term really has not been discussed. The league obviously is going...

Louisiana is a fresh-air mental asylum.

People see what happened in Louisiana, and all the people over there that the government was not able to take care of.

I love Louisiana, and I love being from there.

They are starting to come in from parts of Louisiana and Texas. These supplies couldn’t have come at a better time. I’m really, really happy. This gesture is just so overwhelming — it really is.

In Louisiana, one of the first stages of grief is eating your weight in Popeyes fried chicken. The second stage is doing the same with boudin. People have been known to swap the order. Or...

I’m excited the committee will see first hand the impact on Louisiana’s coast. We are willing to do our share to supply the nation’s energy needs, but in return we need the nation’s help to...

Look, we’re in the boonies. I am sure shoes are optional, as are a full set of teeth.

God loves New Orleans, He loves Louisiana?this whole Gulf region, God loves you.

From my friend, Brig. General Ezell Ware, Jr., CA Nat’l Guard, Dec.Keep on going till you get there, then keep going.

Buddy ran down the road, turned into another street, and vanished as if he had never been there, like another ghost from New Orleans’s past.