family but of many people from the Southern states, as well as states throughout the United States. In the late 1950s, there were forty million people in the United States living in poverty. This story is about only a few and how they survived the hard times. How they found enjoyment in life, whether it was work or play. It is about the friendship of the communities and church families all working together for the well-being of each other. Survival skills and the willfulness to do whatever it took for the good of each other as well as yourself. Another time, another place, hard times, and good times. Mud pies and fishing holes. Memories that we cherish, such as the only way one would know--the women had brought their children to the cotton fields with them, where you could see their little toehead jumping above the cotton bolls every now and then, and the pleasant laughter or a cry from a tiny one riding on the mother's cotton sack as she pulled it along. These little things brought a feeling of relief rolling down their backs, relief from the heavy load of the cotton sack, and from the hurting back which stayed bent over the cotton row. This is a story about the families all working together as one for the good of their households. A time soon to be the history of life gone by and soon forgotten. Childhood memories only survive in the minds of a few. A few that are chosen to tell the stories of the history of the times they lived.