RAILROAD OVER THE RIVER AND A GYPSY CAMP VISIT IS TOO MUCH IN ONE DAY
All is well that ends well. I never went back to Mr. Honeycutt’s house and he never came to mine. Momma never brought that up but she did not like living in these houses that looked just like all other houses but she did pretty well. One night our doorbell rang and this dark haired man and woman outside wanted to come in and see us about something. Daddy didn’t let them in. He and Momma talked for the longest time about those people camped over by the railroad bridge. The more they talked the... Sign in to see full entry.