Ha ha glad I could help. My husband worked with the guy several years ago. He's several years older than me & I don't know him like I do his siblings. They are really nice, their grandparents and mine were friends and neighbors. When I found out he was working with hubby I figured he wouldn't like the former drug dealer. They actually got along good and he told hubby about his adventures.
I read a book about several generations of women slaves in Louisiana written by a lady that did her family tree and learned about each woman. I can't remember the name. It was about four inches thick but I got sucked in. Her parents or grandparents had reached a point in their lives they could save money. She tells about all the money they found in her grandmother's mattress after she died. For many decades black people didn't trust banks. (Probably every race but I understand why Black's wouldn't trust). That was such a vivid picture, stuffing money in the mattress.
This was like some sort of condensed movie in my head. Thanks for the anecdote, Fren.
Ha ha glad I could help. My husband worked with the guy several years ago. He's several years older than me & I don't know him like I do his siblings. They are really nice, their grandparents and mine were friends and neighbors. When I found out he was working with hubby I figured he wouldn't like the former drug dealer. They actually got along good and he told hubby about his adventures. I read a book about several generations of women slaves in Louisiana written by a lady that did her family tree and learned about each woman. I can't remember the name. It was about four inches thick but I got sucked in. Her parents or grandparents had reached a point in their lives they could save money. She tells about all the money they found in her grandmother's mattress after she died. For many decades black people didn't trust banks. (Probably every race but I understand why Black's wouldn't trust). That was such a vivid picture, stuffing money in the mattress.