When I returned to the Mississippi Delta after overseas military service, my father hired me as his farm manager.
One year, when harvest was nearing, he said, “Son, we’ve got a fine cotton crop to gather. I’ll spend all my time in the fields; you’ll manage the gin. Jaybird will show the works.”
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