I'm sure---I remember shooting 22lr off my apartment patio into a vacant field behind the complex-- doubt I'd get away with that now. Got pulled over by chief of parish police for running a stop sign, paid a little "fine" on the spot, buddy got pulled over comming back from the "dawg house" for a dwi, police had him toss his keys into the ditch flooded with water, was told to walk home and comeback the next day to swim for his keys; would close down "just Judy's" and she would just lock us inside the bar overnight to keep us from driving, she would let us out the next morning, used to dock the skiff at "wa-wee's" and party all night too-was a different world back then. I worked offshore as a diver/welder for American oilfield divers-- those were some rowdy days. Don't even get me started on Mardi Gras, some days are hard to remember.I drove through Youngsville everyday back then in order to get to school in Cade. You wouldn't recognize Youngsville now - it has blown up with new developments and residents. But the same good food and people that you remember are still here. Good to make your acquaintance!