While living at Jenny’s Gap, I slept through an event that was unusual. Mommy had put all of us children to bed for the night. Daddy worked the evening shift and usually got home from work around midnight. Mommy didn’t go to bed because she was going to stay awake until Daddy came home.
Somehow, Mommy heard someone crying out for help in the woods behind our house. I suspect she had stepped outside to relieve herself and heard the cry. Mommy got a flashlight and investigated. She found a black man who had been ‘possum hunting and somehow shot himself in the leg with his pistol. Mommy helped him walk to our house and arrived just as Daddy got home. Daddy took the man to a hospital emergency room.
I didn’t find out about this until the next morning. I slept through all of the excitement.
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