SAINTS AND SINNERS
(c. Mary-Louise Ruth 4/30/07)
New Orleans, 1954
Saturday morning Uncle Biggy came over early and woke Papa to tell him all about the White Citizen’s Council. I’d never seen Uncle Biggy so excited. He wasn’t the kind that ever wanted to join anything. He’d only joined the Uptown Strutters Carnival Club because his friends from JJ’s Bar belonged, they talked him into it. Gramma thought he’d make some business contacts but Papa said the only contact Uncle Biggy’d make would be his butt on the bar stool. Papa liked to sleep late on Saturday after working the night shift all week, so he was pretty cranky when Mama told him to get up and have some coffee with Uncle Biggy. He gave me a kiss when he passed through my room on his way to the kitchen.
“Morning, Mickey. You’re up early.” He looked pretty sleepy in his rumpled pajama bottoms and undershirt. Mama handed him his robe but he said it was too hot. “Bad enough Biggy’s dragging me out of bed.”
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