I grew up poor in the Mississippi River Bottoms of West Tennessee. Wearing jeans to school with patched knees was just the way it was. I wasn’t the only one and I knew there were kids that didn’t wear patched jeans and homemade shirts but I don’t remember it as a big thing. Just the way it was…….

One of the events of the year was when we got a side of beef to fill

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