Posted on 04/07/2022 6:42:27 AM PDT by euram
Very heavily black area of mostly black DeKalb County right along Interstate 20 east of Atlanta. Having said that, nothing more needs to be said except the other male ref was a coward who just stood around and watched his partner get assaulted.
“I am open-minded, and do not judge other cultures and the ways in which they may choose to settle disputes.”
So, you’re saying you’re not a social anthropologist?
I'm not a biologist, and I'm not a social anthropologist either.
“ He said the team of eighth-graders that launched the attack has been banned from future tournaments that he operates”.
How about 3 years in jail for assault causing serious injury.
Nope...pretty much entirely across the board.
The beaten ref must be from the wrong tribe.
These jackals need less basketball at church, and more Bible study.
Damn Amish....
Didn’t even have to watch the video to know that one....
And that doesn’t make me racist... It makes be able to understand the law of averages.
Yep that is about it
New store now
My kin are buried at old carr Methodist
Antebellum graveyard
Pretty hilltop view
I’ve considered it
The community about a mile north of Burns towards Pulaski was called crackerneck
My g grandmother had one 1820 cabin and an 1870s shotgun four room house
Well
Roof sistern
Outhouse
Wood stove
No power
I’d stay weekends with her early 1960s
They’d laid paw paw out in ice and alcohol earlier in the 50s before my time
B1957
I’d get spooked at nite in the parlor me and her on the big wrought iron bed me looking over by the fireplace glow
Every room had a fireplace
She’d tell me don’t be afraid of his spirit he’d have loved me
It was like camping and boy could she cook
Her watermelon patch was free roam in august
Not many deer there then
Now teeming
My mom was born in the old cabin in 1932
My grandma an Ainsworth had her at 15
Her second of three kids
Midwives
She also witnessed that last hanging in Raleigh as teen said it was botched and excruciating
I’m last generation to have experienced that lifestyle
Pure democracy in action!
My mother was born in an old logging shack between Raleigh and Sylvarena. They lived to a house on the road the next year.
I remember as a kid being spooked when we would ride up County Road 539 from the highway to my cousin’s. He lived about one mile south of Burns. The road was still dirt then and we had to cross a few rickety bridges. He got a job as an engineer for the county and the first thing he did was to pave the road up to his house. Not many deer back then. Too many dog hunters.
I never made it to The Spit.
I have a Mississippi Bounds somewhere in my ancestry.
At least they didn’t shoot the ref...so that’s a plus.
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