A lovely story and connection. A must read.
It’s Black History Month. I wish to dedicate some of this month’s blog writings to Sally Ann Barnes. I met her when I was eight. She was 101 at the time. She lived to be 110. During my research into Sally I made lots of phone calls and visits to people who had known Sally. There was usually some little story about her. I wrote these up in what I called Sally Shorts. I’m hoping I can draw a picture to go along with the story.
The more I discover about Sally’s life, the more I admire it and want to emulate it in certain respects. One thing that I aspire to is the self-sufficiency. I think this aspect of her life came more from the time period in which she lived rather than a desired goal.
The general store, now vacant, still stands within a mile of what was…
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