Finally the big day rolled around for the real reason we came to Alabama. We came to see my son in this handsome suit . . . And to welcome our new daughter-in-law to the family. There was cake. Very pretty, very tasty carrot pumpkin cake. Guests were served generous portions. I split mine with the
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Their house still stands, though it and the rest of the property is neglected and unused now. The county long ago abandoned the road that once bordered the north side of the yard. My youngest daughter and I visited there a few years ago on a long road trip we took for the primary purpose of her gaining a lot more real-world driving experience before taking the exam for her driver’s license. The old farm place seemed a fitting destination for that coming-of-age experience, and I bored her for days with stories of my childhood adventures with my cousins there. Hot summer days picking blackberries . . .