Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Stumbling Upon and Joining a Traditional New Orleans Jazz Funeral

On Saturday mornings my gym opens later than most days. This gives me a great excuse to head out early with my camera to explore my amazing town. After just a few months of being an official New Orleanian, I experienced my first jazz funeral. In life, and in celebration of life, my new neighbors vividly demonstrate their love for each other.

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