When I first started working for civil service I was in Dothan, Alabama. I was assigned a coach, an old agent who was really sharp and about ready to retire. He was from Newton, Alabama.
I stopped by and visited with him not too many years ago and was surprised he was still alive.
We lived in a group of houses in a y in the road, the house was called the White House. We assumed at one time the owner must have been named White. lol. It sit upon blocks and was sooo cold, the water in the toilet actually froze every night. Little store on the corner, you could buy hamburger for l9cents a pound. The People at the local Church were so good to us, we were so poor and on Sunday someone would invite us over for Family dinner. We remember those times with such fondness.