My New Mama

by Bubblegum

To quote Steve Martin, I was born a poor black child. My early life was spent on a dusty no-name farm deep in the heart of Texas. I never knew my daddy, but Mama did her best to raise us up right. [Does anyone else remember the Travis Tritt remake of the Elvis Presley song … “Hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E” when they hear “Mama did her best to try and raise us right” ?] We didn’t have as much as some, but she saw to it that our bellies were full most of the time, and I had lots of brothers and sisters to play with. Since that’s all I knew, I thought things were pretty good. Then one day my life changed completely. [Different Country Song: “If you want to hear God laugh, tell Him your plan.” ]

The whole family, Mama and all the kids, piled into the back of the old pickup. It was our first trip to town! Mama had told us about going to town and how exciting it would be and how our whole lives would change.

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