The Reverend and his wife took us to the bus station and we ( mom, my little sisters and me) caught a Greyhound bus to a state mom called Mississippi. Momma came to me on the eve of July 6 and had me tote the suitcases down to Reverend Wren’s 58 Ford. It was the Summer of 1969 a few days before the Eagle landed on the moon, in the Sea of Tranquility. I had never breathed the air outside the city of Chicago in all of my life.
I had lived in the city all of my life, and hearing them sing, for the first time, from the high tops of the trees of Mississippi, changed my whole view of the world. and leave my boyhood, deep off in the piney woods. I would come to know of the locusts, witness a homosexual rendezvous, and see a man attempt to coverup the accidental death of another man. I had never seen or heard one in all of my life. Published by Volcanosunset Publishing ©2014 The cicada is an insect of the locust family, it makes a queer trilling type of sound in the woods.
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