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The book cover painting depicts an old man with stooped shoulders, silver hair, and holding his page of memories in hand. Near sunset, he stands onsite of his childhood home and speaks to a five-year old, who surveys the remains of the same, long since vacated homeplace, and listens as his elder relates lessons attained at great expense of time, energy, heartaches – and even money. On the old man’s life, darkness is falling; for the younger one, sunbeams of morning are just beginning to illuminate what appears to be his long future. And he listens intently, lest he become enthralled with brightness of the new day ahead, ignore his need for wise mentors, and stumble headlong into traps set by the great deceiver, Satan, and by which the elder was often ensnared.
The older man is the Author at age seventy-four; the young man is also the Author, as a five-year old, who the elder fantasizes of having been able to counsel almost seventy years ago. The painting, expertly done by Rebecca Carter of Saltillo, Tennessee, is a blend of three actual photos.
The painting was a Christmas gift in 2021 from our son, John David Lewis. My hope is for the painting to depict the most basic intent of this book.
I Was A Sharecropper’s Son is an autobiography, self-published by the author, Travis W. Lewis of Lexington, Tennessee, in 2023. The book begins with an account of the murder of the author’s grandfather in 1921, followed by a narrative of his parents’ lives prior to marriage. The opening describes the desperation of a widow left […]
Our father, Ollie Erastus Lewis, aka Daddy, was born December 31, 1906 to Cornelius Lafayette “Fayette” Lewis, aka Grandpa, 1877-1922 and Louella Scott Lewis, aka Granny, 1880-1956. Daddy was the fourth of ten children and was visually impaired from birth. He was next to the oldest who remained at home when his father was mortally […]