A moving tribute to the people of another time and place, who faced hardships unknown today.
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S. E. Lee spent time interviewing his father, Joe, and used his recollections of a life that began in the 1890s to write this personal memoir. Joe was my grandpa's good friend when they were children and as they grew up in north Louisiana. The book was given to my grandma after my grandpa died, and my grandma passed it on to my dad, and my dad passed it on to me. The chapters about Joe's childhood were my favorites, filled with details about what the family ate and how they worked.
The last chapter was a shocker. Its title? The Ku Klux Klan! Yes, Joe was a member, but he says he was pressured into joining, that he really never knew what they did, and that he never did anything with the group. Oh my. I do hope my grandpa wasn't involved with that. I guess I will never know now.
