Otto's Night Watch: 'Day of the Magnolia Blossom' ... Flashback Friday

She quit on the spot. And so did I.

And now, after all these years, I was back in New Orleans, looking for Speedy Smith’s print shop. The place had become a warehouse, with gunny sacks of fragrant coffee stacked along the walls. I looked up Speedy Smith in the phone directory and was surprised that he had moved to the other end of town, away from the business district. He probably built a big new plant, like he always said he would.