WELL, three or four months run along, and it was well into the winter now. I had been to school most all the time and could spell and read and write just a little, and could say the multiplication table up to six times seven is thirty-five, and I don’t reckon I could ever get any further than that if I was to live forever. I don’t take no stock in mathematics, anyway.That's pretty much the way I feel about mathematics.
A well-swept yard was once the mark of a well-kept house and property, owned or lent
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Yea, Huck, that's pretty much how I feel
SparkNotes No Fear Literature: The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn: Chapter 4
Dowdles
My Dowdle Family Photograph Document photographs, as distinct from documentary photographs, can be frustrating. Once subject and other inf...

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Many thanks to Ron Pennington for the following information He refers to his relative. This is the store of Reuben Vaughn Windham and wife...
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Written by W. T. Daffron, my grandfather, of Millport Alabama, probably in 1932. It was the height of the Great Depression. The Hays...
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The weatherman predicted freezing temperatures for the region, a swath of land in the impoverished black-belt. My friend teaches in a consol...