“Keep us full.” S.C Logan said “Unlessen you got to cut cane, u could suck on that if they didn’t see ya get a piece. Umph….I don’t know how..” Mr. Snake said “…People said..You know how folks talk..Grandma said it to, kinda, that they say that’s what ran daddy off. He didn’t like that ‘ole stuff, ya know, from a man being up in his wife. He couldn’t stand it.” S.C Logan said, “Hush now. It’s over. Never thought we’d live to see it” Mr. Snake said “No. Never. Never did think it” I said “A white block of starch, from the dry cleaners, you sustained yourselves off this… White folks in charge knew this? Did you see them gettin’ it to eat?” They both said ‘naw’ ‘no sir’. Mr. Snake said “They the ones told us to go eat it. A bunch of us kids, 5,6,7 might be in town, go get something for Mama and some white, any white had the right to ask you ‘What chu’ doin’ in here, what chu’ standin’ on the sidewalk for, lookin’ up in the sky’ I said, “And you had to answer?” He “Yeah. It was best”. I said, “So they had you trained. Via fear. They try that sh*+ today”. S.C Logan said “Tiger don’t change his stripes” Mr. Snake said “Yeah. That’s the truth. We was kids, we might say, you know, not knowin’ any better, tell ‘em ‘We hungry’ and they’d say ‘Well you n/88@s get behind that dry cleaners. Eat them blocks. You’ll be alright.”