“Lawdy Lawdy Lawdy Miss Claudie,” Silas always exclaimed when Daddy brought me around. When it was Daddy’s weekend, he’d take me to visit family, his sisters, his uncles, and we had a visit. One of my aunt’s would make homemade cakes and casseroles and set aside her parlor for visiting. Sometimes Daddy would take me to visit his uncle who owned the grocery store. Every visit he seemed to be in a hurry to get to the next stop. I never knew why he was in a hurry; they were all old and had nothin’ to do no ways.
The Eyes of Heraclitus
The Eyes of Heraclitus
The Eyes of Heraclitus
“Lawdy Lawdy Lawdy Miss Claudie,” Silas always exclaimed when Daddy brought me around. When it was Daddy’s weekend, he’d take me to visit family, his sisters, his uncles, and we had a visit. One of my aunt’s would make homemade cakes and casseroles and set aside her parlor for visiting. Sometimes Daddy would take me to visit his uncle who owned the grocery store. Every visit he seemed to be in a hurry to get to the next stop. I never knew why he was in a hurry; they were all old and had nothin’ to do no ways.