IN THE MARSH OF CAMERON PARISH, La. — Joe Johnson craned his neck from the airboat as it circled a patch of brown marsh grass. The runaway coffin was not where it was supposed to be. Johnson pulled up to a pile of rocks, killed the motor and hopped out. After a few minutes of scouring along the tall, reedlike grass, he flagged down two fishermen. "Can you possibly take me along the shoreline?" Johnson asked. "I'm looking for a casket." More... Magazine Lane - Discount Cigarettes & Tobacco - Nutty News Marketplace - My Wines Direct
