Category Archives: uncles

One day,

when I was about eight or nine years old, back when I looked like Billy Carter, my cousins, Tonya and Beverly, and I were down at our Papa and Granny’s house, messing around in the yard, probably turning things over … Continue reading

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At home we grew sugarcane. We grew other things, too, but nothing with the immediate gratification of sugarcane, tall stalks waving in the hot, flat breeze, a perfect place to go on adventures in our minds. When it was time … Continue reading

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