* * * * * “All comes to he who waits;” at long last relief from this monotonous assignment came to my rescue. I received word I was being reassigned to a land base, which would no doubt rekindle my love of flying. Plus I was looking at five days off. Currently I was sharing an apartment with a cute, green-eyed, Cajun redhead, in the Vieux Carré (French Quarter) of New Orleans, who performed an artistic striptease at the Sho-Bar on Bourbon Street. Mardi Gras in the Vieux Carré. “My” Cajun redhead performing at the Sho-Bar, 228 Bourbon Str., Vieux Carré. We had big plans for tonight: Shrimp etouffe with pals at the Court of Two Sisters , with some serious clubbing later. ...