I can’t smell very well today – I have a stuffy nose.
Again I begged her to keep an eye on her blood pressure and not get so worked up, and once more she brushed me off, this time with a curt request that I would go and boil my head. … Beginning with a curt “Listen, Buster,” she proceeded to sketch out with admirable clearness the salient points in the situation as she envisaged it […]
Although by no means a card-carrying feminist—and who was in those days, besides some shapeless, tweedy, old left-over suffragettes among the emeritae?—I knew from that time onward that I was not going to be one of those model domestic women.
After the war, black women continued to labor as “rehandlers,” sorting, stripping, stemming, and hanging tobacco leaves—all part of the redrying process.
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