[Mama_Bear]

It was filled with people and places just like that picture.

Aren't those childhood memories wonderful? When I think of children growing up in the old south, I imagine Scout from To Kill a Mockingbird. I never lived in the south, but I can imagine what it was like because of that book and movie. :-)

[WVNan]

Funny you should say that MB, because that is exactly like I was. I lived in the country and knew nothing about racial problems. We were poor as dirt, same as all our black neighbors. We picked cotton together, we drank from the same dipper from the same water bucket. We killed hogs and sat up all night together while the pig turned on the spit and sopped that hot BBQ sauce on it while the old black men told stories of haints and coon dogs.