In the beginning there was mud, bayou mud, molding the ontogeny of the boy. The summer of 1964 was the beginning for him, when he was thirteen and loosed upon the bayou and its swamp for the first time. Rules were minimal. Even the "be home by dark" decree was rescinded by autumn. An intimacy with local geology started with the half-mile barefoot walk from home to the bayou.
Bayou D'Arbonne: Memories of Boyhood
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