Justin Wilson, the world's greatest spinner of Cajun tales, and Howard Jacobs, a leading authority on Cajun dialects, combine their rare talents in this rollicking anthology of Cajun humor.
Nobody has a first name, but a front name and a behind name (p. 6-7)
Aw! Justin Wilson with his suspenders and his panama hat, was famously known for his weekly television cooking shows back in the ‘70’s. I can still hear his voice. Every week, in his signature Cajun dialect, “I’m glad fo’ you to see me, I gar-on-tee”. According to Wilson, the Cajun patois was already disappearing back in the ‘70’s.
Unfortunately, his little stories and jokes in this little book fell completely flat for me, but I did enjoy freshening up with the Cajun dialect, which you don’t hear at all any more over here in Southeast Texas.
Below is an example, and a challenge, of one of many pieces you’ll find in this book. So, put on your Cajun accent and give it a shot.
Trail Blazers
Years ago at a place called False River dey got two fallow wen’ one day to catch deyse’f some bream perch fish. An’ dey go to a Cajun name Olivier Guillaume- dass Oliver Williams in English- to rent a boat. Dey go out dair an’ start to catch dem bream as fas’ as dey can bait a hook, an’ one dem fallow say, “Dis de bes’ doggone place to fish I never saw befo’ ag’in in ma’ life.” An’ de odder one say, “Ma’se’f, I bleeve dat, too. I wish we could mark dis place so we can fine it ag’in.”
“I fix dat r’at now,” de odder fellow say. An’ he reach in his pock- ett an’ got his knife an’ notch on de side o’ de boat.
Soon dey got de boat so full o’ bream iss about to sink isse’f, so dey pull up anchor an’ head fo’ home. W’en dey mos’ back to de dock one dem fallow say, “You know, planty smaht to t’ought o’ dat. But jes’ suspose we don’t got the same boat nex’ time- how in de hell we gonna fine dat place?” (p. 48)
I know, pretty carny, right? And this was one of the better jokes. Ha! Imagine reading 133 pages of this.
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Justin E. Wilson (1914-2001) was born in Roseland…near Amity, Louisiana, lived in Baton Rouge, and died in Baton Rouge, at age 87. He is buried at Port Vincent Community Cemetery, Port Vincent, Livingston Parish, Louisiana. His father, Harry D. Wilson, was the Louisiana State Commissioner for 32 years. He was second youngest of seven children.
Justin Wilson is quite a storyteller of Cajun Stories. He also had a TV program where he cooked up some real delicious Cajun dishes and told Cajun Stories. My father and I would sit around the TV in the living room and just crack up with some of the stories he told. My Dad being Cajun from Louisiana was really tuned into Justin Wilson. I had the good fortunate while in the US Navy and on a visit to New Orleans to met him in person. I still have his book. It is a collector's item because Justin as well as my Dad are both gone now. May they both rest in peace. If you want to spend an afternoon laughing your head off I would highly recommend his book!
I have mixed feelings here. Justin Wilson was a Louisiana fixture for years and I am glad this collection is here. That said in terms of humor most of these are groaners. Sure comedy is always of a time and place in particular but these jokes are bad.