Forgotten Children

About the Book

The farmlands in Alabama 1947 the cotton fields were full of Black , White , and Latin woman picking cotton, dragging their babies on the cotton sacks, as they worked from sun up to sundown, and as their babies would cry out in hunger, one of the ladies would pick the child up and allow it to breast feed, if the child were theirs or not, times were hard and not much money , so everyone looked after each other as it should be even today, mom would always tell me, respect those that respect you, love those that show you love, and remember where you came from, as poverty knows no color, and always look up giving thanks to our Lord, with a song in your heart.

About the Author

This being the fourth book that he has written, is a dedication to his mother, a loving caring, guiding light for him, and powerful woman ahead of her time with a beautiful brilliant mind, at 86 her health was failing and he was blessed enough to spend the remaining weeks with her, he would hand feed her in her last days, fighting back tears but she knew him well as she softly touched his hand asking that she not suffer any longer, his prayers were offered up for his mother, he leaves you with this, if your mother and father are here with you, show them all the love you have, because one day you will miss them dearly, and the love they shared with you, goes with them.