New Orleans, Louisiana recent comments:

Mrs. Walton... I hated her too... She was the worst teacher I have ever had... From straight A's to D's and F's...

I ate here in July 2013...didn't even know it was a Kitchen Nightmare it was that good!

I am thankful for my education from AGA. My Mom and Dad sacrificed to send me there; so I could get a great education. I played many hours in the trees by the swings and pretended it was a castle. Seems I spent so much of my life there, it was a safe place. I look back on my youth with gratidude. I left there in the 8th grade 1975 Denise Ax Daniels

The school is opened back up in McMinnvelle TN, it is free to the mountain kids. I know exactly who you are talking about getting in your face with WOW, breath.

It was not owned by a Catholic church. The owners of the school moved to McMinville TN and started a dairy farm, and now a school teaching the same method to the mountain kids and poor; free of charge. As for child abuse, not sure what you are talking about I went there from nursery to 8th grade; I am 52 now, and was never abused, and believe me I was a wild student. The warehouse that you speak of was a printing building, it moved to Mcminville as well, The Maturiion is printed to this day. The person staying there was keeping an eye on the equipment. I love the story though; and it would make a great fiction, you should think about it, or with your signed permission I will use it in my book about New Orleans. Take care

The family sold it and bought a dairy farm in McMinville TN

I love my memories from there too!

I ma older then you, so we probly never crossed paths; I was an Ax then. Funny I was a wild kid and ver was paddled; who was your teacher!? Ms. Ostricker was my 4th grade teacher and I adored her.

Funny how we see things different when we get older that happened when we were kids. It was a little girl that was killed. As for the driver; he was my uncle and I never saw him drink, ever; so I find it strange you would need such coaching. It was a sad day; no matter how it is remembered.

Yes he was my uncle, and he was crushed forever over it. He had people come up to him and say horried things. It was an accident, she ran back under the bus after she was suppose to be in her yard. Not sure why she came back into the street. We were all heart broke for her , her family, and my uncle. He passed away this year (2014)

my oldest son was born there may 28, 1954 while my husband was stationed in Germany

I went to AGA from 1973-75 to first grade. I remember wearing black dress pants, white shirt and tie, with a red sweater. I still have the patch. My dad was in the navy during the Vietnam War and was stationed in New Orleans.

There was talk of restoration pre-Katrina and many buildings were knocked down in anticipation. The storm halted all plans of construction and continued the destruction. Ten years ago there were a lot of graffiti-covered buildings, pools, a pier... As of 2012 little was left but the paving, parts of the buildings that once held the bathrooms, and part of a riverside walkway. The beach (which still has white sand imported when the amusement park was active), seems to be use, though the area is fenced off and bears 'no trespassing; signs.

Rest in Peach Blaze Major -- Franki, a beautiful woman.

If your "bucket list" includes restaurants, this place needs to be on it.

Terminal/Warehouse demolished

Terminal/Warehouse demolished

Terminal/Warehouse demolished

You can take your doggy here in the afternoons