I was the one who talked about my grandfather going to the field at the age of 6.
My mother and her two sisters, the children of the little boy who started doing a man's work at the age of 6, graduated from high school.
I was the first to graduate from college of his seven grandchildren.
There is not one out of the seven who did not have some sort of advanced education or training with three of us being school teachers, the ones who taught the usually the down on their luck kids.
Great grands have graduated from college and one may soon graduate with a doctorate in finance.
We certainly have all come a long way from the lives our grandparents were forced to live.
If I could travel back through time, I would sit on the front porch of my grandparents little home place and tell them how well we all
have lived and turned out. They would have been so proud.
Just remember folks, it not the silver and gold a person leaves, but a good name that lives long after the soul has passed on to its reward.
That is what my ancestors, all of whom were children of the South, that is; my grandparents, and my mother and dad left for us.