The history is in him. He has lived it, made a little himself. Bogue Chitto’s Henry Carlisle, 89, surrounds himself with history’s comfort, as old men do. In his home are sepia portraits of forebears, model cars, heirlooms in the hutch. Black and white Polaroids of himself in uniform, young and straight, tattered maps and … Continue reading ‘Well, I’d like to read your meters’ — Bogue Chitto loves its old meter man