My maternal grandparents shaped my life… and my brother’s as well. From an early age, we worked on the 200 or so acres my Grandfather cropped ‘on the shares’ in rural West Tennessee — the same ground for 50 years. In other words, he was a tenant farmer and 1/4 of the crop went to the landowner.

My Grandfather on the left, Uncle Bill on the right and their parents seated Ca.

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