I am feeling just a little melancholy today and it could be because I am unwell. When I am unwell my heads veers off in many directions and it’s hard for me to stay focused on any one thing. I’m normally happy, bubbly, and full of positive energy so this is quite a departure from my personality. And to add insult to injury, it is the end of the year which means both Christmas and New Year’s are a stone’s throw away. The holidays tend to bring out the melancholy in me because they remind me of loved ones who are no longer with me. Namely my sweet mother Jean, my baby brother Shawn, my ahead-of-his-time nephew Ahmad Sr., my endearing brother-in-law Alfredo, my beloved older sister Dana plus countless aunts and uncles way too many to name.
All that to say I like to play holiday Soul music interspersed with Rhythm and Blues around this time of the year. It alternately acts as both a mood lifter and memory generator. I put one song in particular “Happiness is Just Around The Bend” by The Main Ingredient on re-play. Why? Because this song is feeling much more relevant to me now than when I first heard it as a 12 year old girl growing up in the small town of Groton, CT. It is not surprising that it was a chart topper for The Main Ingredient back in 1974. If you have listened to this song and especially the lyrics you too will find it reminiscent of the world we are living in today.
To summarize: it is about finding clarity in chaos, about life feeling upside down and confusing and out of whack but despite that, not giving up, but hanging on because happiness is truly just around the corner – Love will win.
This song is so deep and I truly needed to hear it today – Fact: When this song was recorded by The Main Ingredient back in 1974 the world was struggling with the Watergate Scandal (erosion of faith in the U.S. Government) and the continued impact of the 1973 Oil Crisis which caused widespread inflation, gas shortages and “stagflation.”
Today in 2025 we too struggle with erosion of faith in our government, economic instability and as an added burden: inexplicable developments. Despite what is happening around us, I encourage my fellow TVFL readers to continue fighting the good fight, remain focused and positive and stay the course because I for one am choosing to believe that Happiness is truly just around the bend…
We are roughly one month away from the end of the year – another year flying by way too quickly. And, as it turns out, my birthday (Valentine’s Day which falls on the second holiday of the New year) is quickly approaching. So I will turn 64 years old on February 14th, 2026 God willing. Which brings me to my dilemma. I don’t consider myself a Senior Citizen. And I say it with a straight face (smile).
Technically speaking I am not yet a Senior Citizen since the state of Connecticut defines a Senior Citizen as a state resident who is 65 years or older in terms of program eligibility like Social Security, Property Tax Relief, Medicare and other state aid.
Don’t call me a Senior!
There are, however, some programs and/or services in the state of Connecticut which consider 55as the starting age. As a matter of fact 13 years ago when I turned 50, AARP had thenerve to send me an unsolicited membership card! I tossed it in the trash (smile). Clearly they had confused me with my next door neighbor who, at that time in my life, was most certainly a Senior Citizen (smile).
I am not my next door neighbor
Another thing. My name Le Jeune means ‘The Young’ in French so that might have something to do with my age obsession (smile). True story: While reading Jet magazine, my late mother Jean found my name attached to a very popular African American model who had just won an award in Cannes, France. The model’s name was Le Jeune Hundley and, as it turned out, she traveled to France because it was easier for a black woman from the United States to find modeling work in France then it was in the U.S. At any rate my mother loved the name, but changed the first E to an A, dropped the capital in J, closed the letters together and Voila! named me (her 5th daughter) after this model. Here is a picture of Le Jeune Hundley on the cover of Jet magazine:
By the way her name was misspelled here by Jet Magazine…
Another concern of mine is that scientists have identified the 5 stages of the human brain and 66 (or the mid-60s) is when the so-called Early Aging phase begins. This is the phase when people face increased risk for a variety of health conditions that can affect the brain, such as hypertension. Hence why I wake up 5 days a week at the crack of dawn (430am) to work out from 5am to 6am at Orangetheory Fitness in Hamden. I’m usually one of the oldest members in my class but I can still keep up with everyone (smile).
I am truly an Early Bird
And also why I (as of the Covid Pandemic of 2020) completely cut alcohol (in my case – Wine) out of my life and continue to work very hard to eat clean and nutritious meals. It can be harsh (especially around the holidays) so I allow myself to cheat from time to time. Like the other day when I went with my girlfriends Sherry and Thais to see Wicked 2 at the Cinemark movie theater and treated myself to a Medium popcorn with extra movie theater butter (smile).
I truly believe life is for living and I have reiterated it as much in more than one of my previously written blog posts. I will continue to notact my age and just enjoy life to the fullest. So unless I am getting a serious Senior Citizen discount, you will not know when I am in fact a Senior Citizen.
I can finally check off that I traveled to The Big Easy aka New Orleans, Louisiana while on  vacation.  Ever since I saw the movie The Big Easy starring Dennis Quaid and Ellen Barkin I’ve been so wanting to go.  That movie was a hoot! And it came out in 1986 – 39 years ago!  Then 13 years ago I saw another movie about Louisiana that resonated with me but in a much different way.  It was called Beasts of the Southern Wild and it came out in 2012.  It starred then 6 year old Quvenzhane Wallis who was nominated for Best Actress Oscar at the tender age of 9 for her groundbreaking performance.  A phenomenal movie which I will never forget.  So much so that I held off traveling to Louisiana because the movie was all about the forgotten people in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina and I did not want to even think about the horror and destruction…So here we are in 2025 and it’s the 20th anniversary of Hurricane Katrina so of course I’m going (smile).
In real life I make all of the travel arrangements for me and James, my life partner, so while browsing online for hotels in the French Quarter, I searched for some place real, some place authentic, a place that would speak to the New Orleans experience.  I booked our hotel stay at The Royal Sonesta – New Orleans, a luxury hotel situated right on Bourbon Street.  I chose it so that we could truly be surrounded by all the sights and sounds of the city.  I did not choose wrong.  The Royal Sonesta – New Orleans took up a whole city block, featured a doorman and was outfitted with 3 uniquely different restaurants – Desire Oyster Bar, The Jazz Playhouse and Restaurant Revolution.  As part of it there was also a lively bar facing the street called Le Booze’ as well as  PJ’s Coffee House of New Orleans which sold coffee, sandwiches, fruit, pastries and such.  Our hotel room with an interior balcony and king sized bed was located on the 3rd floor where (lucky for us!)  The Oasis Bar at the Pool was also located and open from 7am to dusk.
Our King Sized Bed
With Interior Balcony
Wisely enough The Royal Sonesta gave us a $15 dollar a day credit to be used at any of the aforementioned properties and we had only 6 days and 5 nights to explore the French Quarter so explore it we did (smile).
Sunday October 12th
Did I mention that we traveled in the month of October? Â You would not have known it was October because the weather felt like late August back in New England where I’m from – here it was mid to high 80s all week long, little or no humidity and sunshine for days!
We checked in well after the designated time of 4pm because the hotel had a huuuuuge party the night before that had just dispersed so our rooms were not ready. Â We gave them our luggage to store away and headed through the courtyard to Desire Oyster Bar to try some of those chargrilled oysters we had heard so much about from friends back home.
Chargrilled Oysters – yummy but salty
After picking up and dropping off our bags in our now finished room we headed out (by the way you do not need a car in the French Quarter as everything is accessible by foot, by pedicabs, by horse and buggy carriages, by trolley, by bus, by ferry, by boat, by Uber or by limousine.
We were starving, the dozen of chargrilled oysters were good but real salty so they just exacerbated my hunger. Â We stopped at a place nearby called The House of Buns where I ordered the Red Beans and Rice.
The House of Buns
Louisiana’s classic staple Red Beans and Rice
Afterwards we walked the streets and I felt like I was in the middle of Spring Break for all ages: young, old and in between. Â Lots of people walking everywhere but from what we heard the crowds were thin and nothing like what was to come, i.e., Thursday night and the weekend…
A looooong game of Chess with Bayou Bobby and his latest prey (smile)
It was around this time that I started feeling tired (I had woke up that morning at 5am for our long travel day which took us from Bradley Airport in Windsor, CT to Charlotte, North Carolina and finally to New Orleans, Louisiana) so I was beat. Â Not to mention the hour time change…But nothing a hot shower and a good night’s sleep wouldn’t fix.
Monday, October 13thÂ
We woke up late on Monday morning (I think it was after 830am which is late to me since in real life I wake up at 430am 5 days a week to head to the Orangetheory gym in Hamden for a kick-a– class (smile).
We decided on visiting The Garden District on our first day so we could get closer to the water. Â We took a City trolley there for one low price of $3.00 (the ticket to ride lasted all day long for trolleys and/or buses).
You can ride the trolley or bus all day long on any given day for just 3 dollars!
We were starved when we arrived in the Garden District so we rang the bell and got off in front of this cute French restaurant called La Boulangerie on Magazine Street – like a lot of the fast casual restaurants – you order your food first, take your number and find a table. Â The waitress or waiter then brings your food and drink to your table. Â I ordered a sausage, egg and cheese on an english muffin and a double expresso. Â It was delish~
Delish breakfast at La Boulangerie on Magazine Street
We headed to the Riverwalk Mall where there were restaurants, shops and you guessed it, the river (smile). Â It was another beautiful day so we walked the boardwalk, went window shopping in the mall and then headed out to Caesar’s Casino to get our gambling on.
Loved the Riverwalk Mall
Caesar’s Casino – not so much…
We did not feel like waiting for a trolley car or bus to arrive so on the way back we caught a pedicab for just $20 bucks and our driver pedaled us back to the hotel in no time.
Our Nola pedicab driver
After a quick shower and fresh clothes, Â we headed out for dinner and this time we dined at Nola because they had an upstairs balcony with al fresco dining so we could people watch while we ate.
Nola Restaurant
Taking a picture in front of the Hotel Monteleon
James’s delicious shrimp dish
Then we bar hopped (not for drinks but for live bands and karaoke) and were back in our hotel room by midnight.
Halloween starts early here…
The Cat’s Meow
Cannot remember the name but I loved the music
Tuesday October 14th
We ate breakfast at the hotel this morning – Desire Oyster Bar (yes, they serve breakfast too!). Â I had a huge bowl of steel cut oats with candied pralines, brown sugar and raisins and a large coffee. Â It was delish!
Desire serves breakfast, lunch and dinner and even boasts a happy hour!
After breakfast we spent the day poolside at The Oasis Bar at the Pool to soak up the sun and relax before taking a shower, changing our clothes and heading out to Mother’s Restaurant. Â My girlfriend Jeani in Atlanta works for Delta Airlines and she and her husband Brian travel everywhere so when she makes a recommendation, we listen (smile). Â We walked to the restaurant as it was only about 12 minutes away. Â It was crowded! Â We waited in the ordering line, took our number and looked for a table way in the back because the front of the restaurant was already jam packed with people. Â I had Jerry’s Jambalaya with cabbage and red beans and rice. Â I drank iced water with lemon (actually I drank iced water with lemon with all of my meals as number 1: I don’t drink alcohol anymore and number 2: I knew I would be consuming an extraordinary amount of food on this vacay (smile).
Poolside at Oasis by the Bar pool
Soaking up the sunshine
The famous Mother’s Restaurant
Mouthwatering dishes
With long lines
At night we bar hopped again (for live music and karaoke) and found a spot where the singer originally from New Orleans had a rich and powerful voice. Â We stayed out that night ’till 11pm then went back to our room and hung out on our balcony deck which faced the courtyard, not the street.
The hotel room door which led to our balcony
Wednesday October `15th
We woke up late again and headed to Desire Oyster Bar for breakfast where I had the same thing – a huge bowl of steel cut oatmeal with candied pralines, brown sugar and raisins. Â Then we headed to the Nola Visitor Center to buy 2 tickets to an Airboat Swamp Tour (James’s pick). Â We purposely opted to not go on a lot of tours for this trip as we felt as if we could navigate the city without them. Â But this tour spoke to James so I agreed (smile).
Our Swamp tour was on a small airboat which carried up to 10 passengers. Â With transportation to the pier and the tour it cost us $119 per person. Â It was worth it though because we went deep into the swamp and stayed for almost 2 hours with a tour guide who was native to the area – 5th generation bayou family member – he regaled us with stories of him and his friends hanging out in the swamp when they were little boys looking for alligators and snakes. Â He called the swamp his “backyard.” Â I called him our Crocodile Dundee (smile).
Crocodile Dundee (smile)
The picture that was made for us before we even stepped into the Airboat (smile).
The alligators loved the marshmallows we fed them because of their white color
For lunch we found a cool looking restaurant called Crescent City Brewhouse on Decatur Street where I ordered the wild tagliatelle pasta with grilled chicken and a side salad.
Delish pasta dish
Yummy close-up
Fun Fact: Â Our waiter, Joshua G. was also a budding actor. Â He told us he was on pins and needles about a 2nd call back he just received for a role he was praying about and then told us he played the Jamaican dude in Kevin Hart and Will Ferrell’s Get Hard movie. Â I googled “Jamaican in Get Hard with Kevin Hart” later that day and watched Joshua’s scene with a big smile on my face. Â He was very good!
After we ate we went out for a long walk where we ran into the Louie Armstrong Park and more street performers. Â Even one who sounded like so much like John Legend that we thought the outdoor restaurant was playing his song, Ordinary People on loud speakers. Â It was another beautiful day.
I notice there is a lot of talent in this town – American Idol should take notice – this singer sounds just like John Legend~
We then took the trolley back to Bourbon Street and walked into a record store called Peaches Records! Â I was so surprised because it’s not every day you see a record store in a city. Â As it turned out, this record store was unique in that it used to be a Woolworth’s Store back in the 1960s where one of the more notable sit-ins took place. Â Seven students staged a sit-in at the Woolworths lunch counter to protest racial segregation.
Peaches Records
Sitting at the lunch counter of one of the first sit-ins for racial segregation
Thursday October 16th
We were running out of time but could not leave New Orleans without at least trying a beignet – so many people, including my gym friend Penthy, told me how goooood the beignet was.  As it turned out there was a Cafe Beignet right across from our hotel.  At this Cafe Beignet the  dining was al fresco and it featured live jazz musicians, in this case a 3 piece band.  I had scrambled eggs with white cheddar cheese and bacon on a plain bagel with black coffee.  James had 3 different flavored beignets so I took a bite out of one of his beignets (smile).  It was tasty for sure.
Al Fresco dining at Cafe Beignet with live jazz musicians
My Egg, Bacon and Cheddar Cheese Bagel sandwich with coffee
That night for dinner we ate at Acme Restaurant which my gym friend Anne M. highly recommended. Â We had tried to go to Acme Restaurant on Monday night but there was a large water main break that night which shut down all of the restaurants and bars on the street. Â The TV news reporter was there interviewing one of the chefs so I had to smile since I’m in the TV industry.
Can’t go anywhere without seeing a TV news reporter (smile)
Anyway, we waited in line at Acme because it was so popular and then were seated in the back. Â I enjoyed the seafood medley which was well worth the wait.
Acme Restaurant (see the line behind me)
My delicious dish – a Seafood Medley – at Acme Restaurant
That night we listened to live jazz music but this time at The Jazz Playhouse in our hotel. Â I drank 2 mocktails as we listened to the sounds of The Brass-A-Holics. Â This group was incredible as they all played musical instruments including the saxophone which is my personal favorite. I would have taken pictures of these gorgeous male musicians but my phone had died – bummer! Â At the end of the night The Brass-A-Holics summoned everyone out of their seats to follow them around the restaurant where we all marched/danced to When the Saints Go Marching In. Â It was another memorable evening spent with people whom I’ll probably never see again in my life (smile).
Friday October 17th
Travel day – I have to note: Traveling by air today is exhausting and it really tries your nerves – we almost missed our connection two times (one time on the way to Louisiana, one time on the way back from Louisiana) through no fault of our own. Â Another thing – Â on the flight headed to New Orleans our Pilot informed us that he thought he was going home after his shift had ended but was asked at the last minuteto stay on and take our flight so I’m thinking, Oh no, he’s really tired… Anyway, he then proceeded to tell us that 3 things needed to be fixed before we could actually take off so our flight would be delayed but he would keep us posted as each one was completed. Â He came back after each one was completed to let us know the status. Â On the 3rd “thing” he accidentally said it was ‘good enough’ and then changed it to mean it easily passed all of the tests but all I kept thinking was ‘good enough.’ Â Yikes! Â As it turned out, God protected us and got us back safely so I really have nothing to complain about right?!? (smile).
At any rate, here are my memories of New Orleans in October:
Beautiful sunny and hot weather
Bare legged tattooed ladies
Daiquiris and pizza shops
Jello Shots
Po’Boys
Loud competing music in the streets
Independent art galleries in the Art District
Apartments, condos and homes with unique architecture and ironwork balconies
Street sweepers in the early morning cleaning up the mess from the night before
Poverty stricken children of color drumming on empty canisters for dollars
Homeless sleeping in the street
Young male street performers holding court on Bourbon Street while entertaining the crowds
I have been thinking about my baby brother Shawn a lot lately. Even dreaming about him. It’s been 20 years since his death and although the pain has subsided, it still feels like a dull ache that never quite goes away.
Baby brother Shawn
Growing up Hollis my father Jonie B. was very strict. He joined the United States Navy when he was just 19 years of age so I imagine a lot of what he learned in the Navy from a discipline standpoint, he imparted onto his own family. Shawn and I were the youngest of 7 children (5 girls, 2 boys) so we bore the brunt of it. My mother was a “housewife” at the time and was always there to make sure our childhood was as pleasant as possible.
Jonie Benjamin Hollis
Shawn was the youngest of us 7 Hollis children and the true ‘baby of the family’. I remember being quite jealous when he was born because I was just 2 years old and no longer the baby of the family. It reminds me of that song, “Lonely Boy,” by Andrew Gold because this baby boy, being an “only child,” was doted on by his parents until 2 years later when his baby sister came along and suddenly all of the attention and focus shifted to her. This obviously does not perfectly apply to my situation since I’m a girl, Shawn’s a boy and there were 5 other children born before us, but I can certainly relate to that little boy’s pain (smile).
6th from left to right and no longer the “baby of the family”
Shawn had a wonderful personality and a smile that could light up a room. The fact that he was “easy on the eyes” didn’t hurt either…People naturally gravitated towards him because of his friendly demeanor, sensitive nature and kind ways. As I mentioned before, Shawn and I played together as siblings do but to be honest, I was more concerned with hanging out with my 4 older sisters who I looked up to and emulated as best as I could. Being the baby girl, they didn’t want me around so I started forging my own friendships with girls my age at school and at home.
Shawn was smart as a whip from day one and also very sensitive by nature. As he got older his sensitivity became more and more of a liability as people tend to equate a gentle nature and kindness with weakness. Still it did not seem to faze him, he did not try to change his personality, he just lived out his truth.
Like a lot of boys at the time, Shawn joined the Boy Scouts to fit in. This ended up backfiring on him though because most of the activities were father-son related and our father was out to sea a good portion of the year living on submarines to build his Naval career. In other words, not able to be there for Shawn like the fathers of the other boy scouts were there for their sons. My mother tried to help out but it wasn’t the same…
My mother Jean with her 2 sons Shawn and Michael
Shawn was gifted with a creative mind so he became a self-taught musician – he taught himself how to play guitar at a very young age and drew on inspiration from a relatively unknown Indie musician at the time named Prince (smile). I remember hearing Prince’s music coming from his bedroom and thinking, who in their right mind could listen to that mess (smile). When Shawn graduated from high school he applied for and was accepted into the prestigious Berkelee School of Music but dropped out after a few semesters due to financial issues as well as feelings of loneliness and isolation.
Shawn also had a short stint in the U.S. Army but the service life did not agree with him.
When Shawn passed, I had just started working months before as an Account Executive at WTNH TV News 8. As it turned out, learning my new gig (broadcast television sales) felt like learning a whole new language. However this learning curve turned into a blessing in disguise because it acted as a good distraction for me after the heartache of losing a loved one. I was having a difficult time processing the loss of my baby brother and to be honest, I even felt a little guilty about what more I could have done as his sister who was closest in age to him and probably understood him more from our shared experiences in childhood and such. The funeral was surreal, people from our childhood in Groton, CT showed up, as well as family, friends, and member of my Christian Tabernacle Baptist Church family. My News 8 sales managers and sales colleagues showed up in full force which meant the world to me, a mere newbie at that time.
Little Brother with Big BrotherLeft to Right – back row – Dana, Shawn, Michael, Elena, Lajeune front row – Casandra my mother Jean, Joandra
As what usually happens after a funeral, a flood of memories arrived of our brief time together. Relatively speaking, I have way more memories of our short lives together growing up Hollis than I do of our lives after high school and college. Shawn became somewhat reclusive in his last 10 years on earth. And it was hard to reconcile. Life hadn’t turned out the way Shawn expected so most of the news that I received about him was from my dear mother Jean when I swung by to visit her over the weekend. Growing up though Shawn and I, being the youngest in the family, got along pretty well. We had fights like brothers and sisters do but for the most part we played nice. Shawn was so easygoing and likable it was hard not to get along with him. My mother also made sure that we kids were all involved in some kind of activity after school as well as during the Summer months so there was always something going on. As we got older and started high school, the other kids had moved out so it was just me, Shawn and our mother at home. My parents had separated by then.
A collage of Shawn that truly captures his spirit – thanks for putting this together Big Brother Mike
Looking ahead, what Shawn’s short time on this earth has taught me is to be kind, you never know what someone is going through or has gone through. Be compassionate as compassion is free and show empathy to those people who may be different from you. Life is too short to not appreciate it asand for the gift that it is.
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