In the Name of Mississippi

How do you want me to tell you this story? I could tell it my mama’s way, hiding the truth of it so you’ll feel more comfortable. Louise McClintock Owen could declare in all honesty, “I love my family,” while her peckerwood kin hooted and hollered in the background. Her own mama—my grandmother, if you want to call her that—nicknamed my daddy,...

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