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#1 I had a difficult time understanding the concept of death as a child, as my family attended many funerals. I thought the dead looked good, as they were sleeping in big suitcases.
#2 My family lived in the rural north Louisiana town of Gibsland, near the border with Texas. It was a place where the line between heroes and villains was not so clearly drawn.
#3 I had a lot of memories of playing with my brothers in that house. We had pillow fights and tickle fights in our room, and we would watch Soul Train together.
#4 I first learned about love from Big Mama and Jed, who were my first family. The house was small, with just five rooms, and it was close to Highway 71. It was between a forest on one side and a cow pasture on the other.

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Publié par	Everest Media LLC
Date de parution	27 avril 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781669393412
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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#1

I had a difficult time understanding the concept of death as a child, as my family attended many funerals. I thought the dead looked good, as they were sleeping in big suitcases.

#2

My family lived in the rural north Louisiana town of Gibsland, near the border with Texas. It was a place where the line between heroes and villains was not so clearly drawn.

#3

I had a lot of memories of playing with my brothers in that house. We had pillow fights and tickle fights in our room, and we would watch Soul Train together.

#4

I first learned about love from Big Mama and Jed, who were my first family. The house was small, with just five rooms, and it was close to Highway 71. It was between a forest on one side and a cow pasture on the other.

#5

Jed made Big Mama move to the middle of nowhere and bathe outside. He drew his power from a different source than hollowness. It came from the knowing and accepting and loving of self that made the knowing and accepting and loving of everything else possible.

#6

In 1974, my brother Jed built the house that he would die in. It was a modest ranch-style house with a covered carport. Jed painted it buttercup yellow with brown shutters, and my grandmother decorated the yard by stabbing synthetic flowers into the soil among real ones in the centers of discarded tires.

#7

I enjoyed visiting the boys in Kiblah, and I especially enjoyed visiting James, who was always treated like a celebrity.

#8

I had a very different experience in Houston than I did in Kiblah. In Houston, even when I was having fun, I was always on edge.

#9

I had many friends and relatives in town, but my favorite was a distant cousin named Sarah. She was being raised by her grandmother, a kind old woman I couldn’t imagine raising her voice to call for help.

#10

Aunt Odessa was a favorite of mine. She was a small, loquacious woman with deeply wrinkled skin and sprigs of gray hair jutting out every which way. She lived at the crest of a hill around the corner from Papa Joe’s place, in a small three-room house with no bathroom, plumbing, or gas heating.

#11

My parents’ marriage was coming to an end when my father returned home late one night. My mother had suffered through his controlling nature and loose ways, but as the old folks had taught me, for everything there comes an end.

#12

My mother had finally had enough with my father’s behavior, and they decided to move out of the house. They moved into Papa Joe’s house, and my father stayed with Uncle Paul.

#13

The move to Papa Joe’s house was difficult for my mother. She had spent most of her life in that house, and she had stayed there during college and marriage. She only left when my father came back to Gibsland from Houston and she moved with us into the House with No Steps.

#14

I was so lonely in that house that the first Christmas there, I asked for a ventriloquist’s puppet.