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Imagine.

The eastern sky was streaked pink and orange when you started walking to Mount Locust. Sunrise dipped into the Mississippi River and set it aflame.

You weren’t there to admire the view, not when you had fifteen miles to cover, weighted down by jangling pockets full of metal and paper.

Your only remaining possessions.Continue Reading

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Readers of Not Without My Father can’t forget Miss Ethel Banta, doyenne of Natchez, Mississippi’s Hope Farm. When I grow up, I want to BE Miss Ethel. Few people could unseat her near the apex of favorite people I’ve met.

During my Trace Corridor book tour, MTM and I went out of our way to see her in Natchez.Continue Reading