Coco Robicheaux
Coco passed on the night of the 25th. He and I were not close but when ever we met, he made me feel like we were best of friends. He made the sculpture of Professor Longhair that sits at the head of Napoleon Ave just across from Tipitina's
Sometimes I walk all by myself
I don’t want to talk to no one else
And I close my eyes
And I feel the spirit rise
I don’t want to talk to no one else
And I close my eyes
And I feel the spirit rise
He claimed to be Cajun and Choctaw, not an unusual mix; most people down here are similarly mixed. Everything about Coco was mixed, which was a great thing. He was generous and gracious. He was a wonderful man who shared his spirit with anyone willing to share his joy.
I miss him.