A lot has passed through Shreveport over the years: Elvis. The Space Shuttle. Canadian football. But as long as locals keep bringing the bread, the ducks on East Kings Highway promise to stay forever. Bordering the beautiful Broadmoor homes await monkey bars, Mardi Gras beads, and fearless ducks – stalking our children while seeking a snack. Affectionately known as “The Duck Pond”, Shreveport’s…um. Forget it. We don’t know the real name of lake…pond…bayou either.