History in My Hands
Last year, my mother shared an article* she’d discovered that shed light on the childhood of my grandmother’s great-grandmother (who was still alive when my grandmother was young). Sold away, at age eight, from her mother and brothers in Charleston, South Carolina, Daphney came to settle in East Tennessee at age ten. The day she’d been taken away, her mother, Sylvia, urged her not to cry and “to be a good girl, and to say her prayers and to remember who she was.”
God With Us
Looking Back
* Monroe Life Magazine, Winter 2013 Issue, pp 24-25.
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