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According to the younger generation, my mama and daddy were apparently abusive to us when we were children. We were scared to get in trouble. They made us do household jobs, go to church, and go to school. Gave us a curfew and whooped our bottom when we did wrong, they even made us go get the switch that they used on us.

They put food on the table and we were expected to eat it. They put clothes on our backs and we were expected to wear them. They expected to wear them. They suggested we get a job and work for the things that we wanted. They insisted that we do our best at school, at our job, and to take pride in our work. We grew up with morals, a good work ethic, and respect for the law & our elders. I thank God everyday for my Mama and Daddy!!!

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