The school wanted me to stay, but I couldn't do as much as I used to. I couldn't stand making my co-workers do my work. I was 70 when I retired. I had good friends there. I miss them all.

I had to buy my own soap and starch. The clothes were so dirty I had to boil them before I could wash them.

We'd saw wood - him on one end of a double saw and me on the other.

I'd get up at 3 a.m. to milk the cows, tend to the chickens. Then, I'd work all day in the fields. Sometimes, I was so tired, I'd cry.

It was either my mommy or my daddy. I had one brother they would trust me with.

When we got married, we had nothing. We had no water, no utilities. There were no screens on the house. There were cracks in the floor big enough you could see the chickens walking under the house.