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Irby B. Cauthen


Family Voices

I never saw the house where my grandmother and her numerous brothers and sisters were born and where they lived until they got married. If it was not burned—a usual conclusion for a farmhouse—it was likely torn down to make way for some industria [...]

Family Pieces

During the summer of my sixth birthday, my grandfather gave me his steeple clock. I think I know why he did, or at least I can guess at the reason: he died that fall, and perhaps he was beginning to think with some nervous anticipation of that cert [...]