“You been fighting?”

Do you have any childhood memories that are based more on stories handed down in the family than experience? You know the kind of stories I'm talking about. The stories family members tell over and over at every cookout, holiday party and family reunion. I heard one story so many times growing up that I remember it as if I remember it. Does that make sense to anyone? My brother, David, must have been around five or six years old, which would have made me two or three, as in the picture above. We attended Grace United Methodist Church in Greensboro, [...]