Back in 1803, when we made the Purchase, Napoleon said, "This accession of territory affirms forever the power of the United States, and I have given England a maritime rival who sooner or later will humble her pride." Fast forward to '95, when 18 year-olds were still able to drink there. (They prolly would've let the fifteen-year-old me.) And they still didn't have counties. And they still spoke different languages. And I ate alligator and I got lost and I got found in the French Quarter. I made it back several times in college, down to the Gulf, and heard stories of the Pelican State by my roommate from Ruston. They're good folks, letting good times roll – rolling with all the punches that the weather and the rest of the country and history throw their way. They are a proud lot. A good lot. With more culture and heart than most of us other Southerners can lay claim to. And she's still humbling England.