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The Challenges Of Growing Up In A Small City

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Being raised in a small town was a challenge for me as a kid. A town in South Louisiana called Chauvin runs along Bayou Little Caillou until it reaches the city of Cocodrie with marsh on the opposite side of it. There were only a handful of streets off of the highway that served as neighborhoods, since we were surrounded by water on both sides. I never got the opportunity to run around the neighborhood with the kids around the block because we lived off of the highway. Instead, I would run along to the neighbors’ house, which was owned by a man named Mr. John. Mr. John was on older guy, about 6 foot and a little on the heavy side. He would always come home dressed in jeans and a different color collared shirt with a label on the left side that read “Cajun Critters”. Cajun Critters was Mr. John’s Machine Shop he owned and ran. Until he told me, I would have never known that he had his own business. Mr. John was my role model growing up. Yes my parents were there for me and no I was never pushed away by them, but going over next door just sounded like a better plan for the day. He acted like an Uncle for me, and his kids were all older and moved out so I was the only company he would get, other than his wife of course. He would always tell me stories of him growing up and how he could tell that I would be a successful person in the future. By the time I was a sophomore in High School, I had known pretty much every detail of Mr. John’s life. In 1967, Jonny Joseph Dixon was

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