by Alfie and Alta Seludo
The Seludo Story Project – writing a family memoir – marks our journey to document, understand and emotionally heal from a series of tragic events that drastically affected our family. It began on September 13, 1989 when our 46 year old father, Dr. Manolito T. Seludo, took one sip of water and his life fell apart. The drinking water in his duplex townhouse in Napoleonville, LA was laced with a highly toxic and fatal chemical, potassium cyanide. Someone tried to kill him. He faced death but was revived in the ambulance and remained lifeless while in a coma at the hospital. He went from seeing patients to being a patient for the rest of his life. He lived in misery and discomfort, bed-ridden and unable to walk and talk. Our father was poisoned, our lives were shattered.
In August of 1991, two years after our father’s poisoning, our 49 year old mother was in a near-fatal car accident while driving on a narrow two-way road in the bayou town of Raceland, LA. She was struck by a drunk driver in a head-on collision leaving her sandwiched in the car. Realizing that every wasted second could compromise her life, the emergency response team used the “jaws of life” to pry the vehicle open to remove her trapped body from car. With her life threatening injuries, she was transported to the nearest hospital by helicopter. She survived the accident but she was never the same.
We were 15 and 13 years old when our father was poisoned. We were just beginning to enjoy our adolescent years but were forced to make an overnight transition from teenage life to adulthood. We found ourselves faced with overwhelming responsibilities of assuring that our parents get through rehabilitation, surgeries, making medical decisions and multiple medical appointments while trying to remain in school. With two hospitalized parents and not understanding what it meant to have financial obligations, our cars and home were eventually taken from us. In 1991, at 17 and 15, we were forced to separate just to find a place to live. Totally unprepared, we were left alone to figure out this thing called “life”.
It is now 22 years later since our father was poisoned. As teenagers, we were only capable of reacting instead of comprehending what happened to us and our parents. As adults, we want to understand and process what happened and we are prepared to peel back the layers of our lives as we explore our parents’ medical and legal records and talk with people who knew our parents. For purposes of self-healing and keeping our parents’ legacy alive for our future generations, we are finally ready to chronicle “The Seludo Story” from the eyes of the “Seludo Girls”.
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Stephanie C Sammour
June 26, 2018 at 8:01 pm
OMG I remember “Lito Baby” all so well. You both come from and have an extradonary family. Your father after the accident was limited on the outside, but I am confident on the inside that he was loving, praising, singing, dancing with everyone louder and bolder on the inside. The cards definitely did not fall in favor of the family, but you have family that will never be forgotten. Still to this day I think of your family everytime I see a spoon in a dinner setting. What a great experience to have known your father and the intent “to keep moving on”…..My eyes are watered up. but he is a great example that all of us have to teach our little ones how to keep your head up no matter what. I don’t think I ever really comprehended how difficult your up bringing until just now. You are both strong Women who had 2 of the best people as parents and that is something you should recognize every time you look into the mirror. You both have angels on your side!!,,,,,,Stephanie Cheramie Sammour