As the funeral progressed, it was the somber drone of an organ that filled the air with melancholy, and it was the candles that wept with the same grief that Dolores Powell felt. Why did he have to die? God, my Lord, I am much older. I am ready. Why should you not have taken me instead? He was just a babe, she thought. My babe. And as the agonized mother …show more content…
Some knew her as the most notorious flapper in New Orleans. Some revered her cutting style and worshipped her beauty. But to some others, she was known as a woman with loose morals, a dame of decadence. She was that kind of woman whom Victorian housewives would desperately try to keep their little girls from becoming. And she relished it. She relished her controversy, her divisiveness. She reveled in the drama that she caused. The press ate up every studded step she took and she loved it. No doubt about it, she was a provocative figure and people had all sorts of opinions about her. Some thought of her as passion epitomized, while some saw her as a victim of jazz and liquor. But in reality, she was both in a way- Rosemary Burnett was a victim of her