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We would go into the county square because they had a seafood buffet there. Decent frog legs. I was struck by a visual one spring day when we drove past a very large, muscular black man in overalls plowing a field (acre or so) with a mule and plow. My family was amazed and I felt like I had been transported to a time when my dad spoke about in his youth. He was born in ‘28.