The southern drawls were so thick, we couldn't understand what this old buzzard his hag of a wife were cussing at us,, and that made it all the more scarryier for us little kids.
The site of really poor black people and children shocked me, and I think I grew up over this and similar incidents. I'll never forget it,, it sucked.
Looking out the windows of the train my brother mentioned the awful shacks among the tobacco fields: "were probably the ones they lived in during the civil war, and the collered people still live in today".
Seeing it all made it hard to swallow. Shocking to kids that only knew Los Angeles.
Yup... I called Ole Tom Brown wunce on da fone an he sed to rite him back cus he dont understand a word I say.
BTW- You ever make it ta Union Springs? Now aint that place a time warp...