What if it Snows?

Actually, no, not really. I think they need more social services. That's the ticket.
After all, look at the wonderful improvements that have been made in the last 60 years.

 

No, not the plant mentioned in the song.

 

Well..... I have a niece who lives in Plaquemine. Husband is a crew chief on a construction crew doing/redoing refinery work all over the oil workings down in there.
He is full on Cajun, and does the Jambalaya/Gumbo for the after Thanksgiving feed every year. He starts cooking about 1 PM day after, uses all the remains from the 42 fed T/Day, adds his own, stirs and adds til labout 5. Then cooks rice and we eat at 6-7. Has this heavy cast aluminum thing that is 1/4" thick, and covers 2 eyes on the stove. Adds, stirs, waits, adds more. Get tedious watching.

But feeds this 30+ something. He is the guy in glasses, Left, top. Self is the nice looking geezer in the foreground with the walking stick....

 

Similar to what happened when wife wanted a collar on "Dusty", her charcoal ish/black cat. Luckily it was not buckled good and he shook it off on the XXX pass thru the house.

 

Who's the old guy in the right corner?

 

Yes.