Whatever happened to Candy Edwards?
The other night, with all the talk of Bobby Jindal in the news and all, I got to thinking a bit about another Louisiana governor, the currently imprisoned Edwin Edwards. I then got to thinking about Edwards' young bride, the one that he married during his last term in office, the appropriately named Candy. I knew that Edwards had chivalrously divorced her prior to going to prison, stating that it wouldn't be fair for a young, vibrant woman to sit around waiting for an old man to get out of prison, but I'd no idea what became of her. So I started digging around a bit and found this recent piece on Candy done by WAFB in Baton Rouge. Turns out she's doing real estate in Baton Rouge, and she went and got herself knocked up by, get this, a younger man named Brian Low! She went from a man old enough to be her grandfather to a strapping young buck! Imagine that?! Anyway, I thought I'd share the love...
The last time I saw Candy or Edwin was in a Jack In The Box on Airline Highway a few weeks before he reported to prison. I jokingly swore to friends at the time that Candy was totally checking me out. I suppose this was a bit of foreshadowing or something. Kinda sad in a way I think, but whatever.
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To the Cajun Boy in the City: Candy is one of my best friends. I do not appreciate your comment about Candy which read that "you told your friends that Candy was checking you out". You are a sick individual and you just WISHED that she was checking you out because apparently you are a loser and low life. Don't talk about other people until you walk in their shoes. What goes around, comes around Cajun Boy". You are a judgemental person. Candy is the sweetest and most genuine person on earth! Edwin did NOT divorce her before he went to prison. You do not even have the facts straight. You should be ashamed. What you said about Candy hurts me and would hurt Candy if she were to read what you said. Apparently, you do not have true friends and do not have a clue about hurting people who have been through the pain and suffering that Candy has endured with her spouse going to prison. So, keep your day job and get a life!!!!!
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To Cajun Boy,
I am a close friend of Candy Edwards. While your curiosity about Candy might be understandable, your comments are incorrect and out of line. Candy never sought out notoriety, she was thrust into the limelight by simply marrying the man she loved. The limelight, scrutiny and misperceptions just exacerbated an already difficult time. It is sad that it still continues today. You are an example of these ignorant, erronious speculations as you spread misinformation about her divorce. It is tragic when two people in love, later separate because of problems between them but it is even more excruciating when they are separated by external factors (such as death or imprisonment), not because they fell out of love. And it is just plain ugly when the media provides a way for people like you to smugly gawk at someones personal pain. Compassion and understanding are what people need during difficult times.
You wrote that Candy was "checking" you out. I am sure that made "great beer buddy talk." Most people have had their days of carousing around in their youth and at that time you might believe that is all there is to a relationship because that is all you have ever known. Then most people eventually mature and know there is much more in a relationship. You may not be able to understand that yet as your comments indicate you have not yet matured. I am not a lofty pontificating idealist. But there are moments in life that you should check your moral compass, not just take diections from your groin. Something I wish you would have done before posting your comments.
As you indicate you are a "Cajun Boy." I was born and raised in La. I am not sure whether you were never taught southern manners and hospitality or did "the city" already stip them away?
If you are looking disparagingly at my comments today, hopefully one day you will understand them, for then you will have become a Southern Man, not a Cajun boy.
I am also a friend of Candy Edwards and it is as her true friend I come to her defense. I would like to reiterate that your comments are inaccurate concerning the circumstances of her divorce and the insinuations about her character are inconceiveably wrong. She is of the highest of moral fiber.
"Whatever happened to Candy Edwards?" Let me tell you. She is alive and well. She has weathered the storm and emerged to a bright horizon. You see, you cannot change the direction of the wind but you can reset your sails. She indeed has skillfully done this with her friends standing by to help man the riggings if needed. May no one ever have to navigate a storm alone.
She endeavored to start a career in real estate that is thriving. And if you did not know, she already had a nursing degree. She has always been successful. She has been blessed with a child that any mother would envy. She lives in a beautiful home appointed in the style of the vibrant women she is. She need not worry about comments from low-brow juveniles because she is surrounded by true friends.
You see, a true friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words. Candy has a chorus of friends, dancing with her on the stage of life, to the music that only true hearts can harmonize.
It is ironic that I try to communicate a message to you by writing on a blog which reflects the technology of the modern age that allows people like you to make vicious comments in a cloak of anonymity and distance that allows you to escape accountablity. You see, in the old south, as a southern gentleman I would be beakoned to come to the defense of a lady's honor if within earshot of comments such as yours. I would be forced to take you outside and soundly thump you. You do not have to fight to be a man but when you are man somtimes you have to fight, especially in the defence of a women's honor. Be happy you have the internet.
A man is not measured, as you obviuosly believe, by how many women he sleeps with or how much he can bench. The true measure of a man is how he takes care of himself, his responsiblities and his loved ones. How do you measure, how tall are you? I am not sure but let's see what I can decipher.
I can look at your personal blog. You title it:
"Cajun Boy in the City"
"The Pseudo-Intellectual Musings, Observations, Stories and Introspection of a Simple Boy from the Bayous of Louisiana turned Manhattanite"
Let's review:
"Cajun Boy (yes, boy is accurate) in the City"
"The Psuedo-Intellectual(yes, definitly not truly intellectual) Musings(more like rancid gossip), Stories(more like confabulated fables)and Introspection(not only do I not think you are capable of this, I don't think you know what the word means)of a Simple(definiltely) Boy(bullseye!) from the Bayous(yes most things must get by you) of Louisiana(do you really think you are a better representative of La. than any of the people you mock?)turned Manhattanite(please stay there)
Try to live life without regrets.
shes got a really ugly face. there is something really wrong with her mouth. i cant poinpoint exactly but i think it is that she has no lips. she looks like a lizard.
She's decent looking. Not bad for a cougar. She has shitty taste in guys, which probably plays well into my hand.
That said, I would totally hit that shit.
Just not the way Mr. Low (allegedly) did.
(Now go ahead, drama queen faggot friends of hers, tell me how morally reprehensible I am. Then go watch this week's DVR'ed episode of "Glee" and stuff your cum dumpster with Bon Bons.)
BWAAAHAAAAHAAAA!!!! Moral fiber? Shacks up with some guy and beats a cop? It is to laugh.
These comments all hilarious yo.
Friends of Candy, y'all're all welcome to come back bashing anytime I need a laugh.
she and danny miremont are getting married. I think she is great
you have to wonder at the "moral fiber" of someone who has a year-long affair with her nephew's 19-year old classmate and taking him with her on trips to visit her husband in jail... or is that not public knowledge?
Nick Saban was banging her like a screen door in a hurricane.
Moral Fiber, my ass.
I know all the scoop on Candace not Candace Edwards anymore, but keeps hanging on to his name. She is a fake and a user.
Okay, Cajun Boy, I had an affair with a minor. But it was my neice's friend, Drew, that I was f_ _ _ _ _ _ . Not my nephew's classmate. And yes, I am an Adulterous from way back. Candy
It was her niece's 19 year old boyfriend that she was having an affair with (among others) and taking on her trips to visit her husband while he was in jail! Geez...get your facts straight! ;)
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