In 1965 my parents broke two laws of Mississippi;
they went to Ohio to marry, returned to Mississippi.
They crossed the river into Cincinnati, a city whose name
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When I turned 33 my father said, It's your Jesus year—you're the same age he was when he died. It was spring, the hills green in Mississippi. memories.. and relating your age with that of Jesus. tony
Is there nothing that this poet can't turn into great literature? I am stunned almost speechless by her talent
A fascinating history.