As a young boy growing up during the depression, in northeast ALabama cotton fields, Floyd Yancy lay in bed at night, tired, hungry, and counting stars through the roof. When there were no stars, he... More > listened to rain dripping into pans on the floor and on his bed. He felt cold water dripping in the pans and splattering on him. He racked his brain trying to find a way out, but no answer ever came. Tears wet the pillow as he cried himself to sleep. He spent most of his life trying to survive the hell his parents spent their entire lives in. He received a high school diploma from night school, and made a promise that his children would never go hungry. He felt a need to document his life for his grandchildren. He wrestled with the thought of dredging his mind to bring back the horrors that he had for so long been trying to forget.< Less
One can drive Route 66 a half dozen times and not do – see everything. Drive right by a historic place or thing and miss it. Route 66 today is the work of hundreds, maybe thousands of men and ... More > women who have spent much of their lives on “The Mother Road”, through good times and bad never thinking about leaving. There is a lot of literature about Route 66. It is constantly changing due to urban renewal, commercial development , and Mother Nature.< Less
