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!