Uncle Leonard’s Lake

“Well,” said his father, “I’m goin’ down to the lake and fish for a while.” “Tommy, do you wanna go down an’ fish with y’daddy?” asked his mother. Thomas Brooks grunted and shook his head. “No, I’m gonna stay here and watch the game,” he said. It was a beautiful early autumn Sunday afternoon in Georgia. Thomas and his parents… Read moreUncle Leonard’s Lake

Gone Fishin’ | Bump, Bump!

It was a beautiful spring Saturday morning.  Thomas Brooks, his father and grandfather were sitting at the kitchen table of his grandparents’ house in East Atlanta.  He was nine years old.  His grandmother, Mema, had made breakfast for them.  Thomas’s grandparents were from Auburn and Carl in East Georgia.  Everything on the breakfast table was from the family farms there. … Read moreGone Fishin’ | Bump, Bump!