The Terrible Fate of Banjo Jones

The Terrible Fate of Banjo Jones By Timothy C. Phillips Little girl, little girl, what have I done That makes you treat me so? You caused me to weep, you caused me to mourn You caused me to leave my home. Calhoun County, Alabama: 1976 Something had... More

The Terrible Fate of Banjo Jones By Timothy C. Phillips Little girl, little girl, what have I done That makes you treat me so? You caused me to weep, you caused me to mourn You caused me to leave my home. Calhoun County, Alabama: 1976 Something had disturbed the order of the universe on the blacktop road. Displaced gravel crunched under the feet of Phillip “Pip” Trumble; A black spider ran in a wildly swaying line, hopping madly as he skidded along the hot surface, seeking new shelter. There was no sign of what had spewed the gravel up onto the fresh blacktop of the road, or rooted the swiftly fleeing spider from his dark sanctuary. This land sure has changed since I was a boy. Just twenty years and the place is all changed to hell. The old ways are all but gone now; the dog-run houses and the cotton fields, the people who raised what they ate and cropped for an income, the home-made and the home-spun, gone, all wiped away within one human lifetime, even within one young man‟s m Less