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Poor Boxes and Feed Sacks

When asked if we wore hand-me-down clothes in my family, I answered with, “Was there any other kind?”

We lived on a small cotton farm in the Missouri Bootheel. Money was “as scarce as hen’s teeth,” Mama said, but my older siblings assured me things

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