There is a tradition in New Orleans to put your loved one's ashes into the Mississippi River on Mardi Gras day. Today, John and I rode bikes down to the River Walk and—though it's under construction—we got as close as we could. On my first time visiting New Orleans my brother was with me here on the bank of of the Ol' Miss. Here is where we sat as he sang that song ( at least part of it ). And here we are again today. Miss you brother. Safe travels.