It's complicated. My adoptive brother lives there (on Canal Blvd, btw) and one of my father brothers. It's also where my father retired to and died.

It's really amazing. My father was superintendent of schools at my High School while I was there. He signed my diploma! My brother and my brother were in the same grade in school until High School when they moved on. The two were pretty good friends and have also contacted one another since they have a common brother.

Ahahahahahaha. That shit makes me laugh!