
Mardi Gras Memories: The Skull and Bone Gang wakes you up on Mardi Gras day…
When I was a little girl, I remember not being able to sleep after being told stories about giant skeletons walking through New Orleans’ streets with bloody animal parts (particularly roosters who did not cock-a-doodle-doo because the Skeleton Men killed them) before the sunrise on Mardi Gras Day. I used to be scared as hell. I couldn’t sleep because I was worried about the Skull and Bone Gang showing up on my doorstep or peeking through my window with a bloody rooster in hand. I thought up the most gruesome tallest skeleton man would yank me out of my bed … Continue reading Mardi Gras Memories: The Skull and Bone Gang wakes you up on Mardi Gras day…