Like many sons, I was born on a hot August day in a small, southern town located deep in the Southeastern Arkansas Delta. Having grown up in a harsh poverty-stricken environment in the early 1950s and abandoned by my father at an early age, it was a job just to survive. I invite you to walk in my shoes as I paint my recollections of the most brutal penal institution located just miles from my home. Walk with me through the snake-infested rice patties and the blistering heat prone cotton fields where I worked for wages so low I could barely afford to buy food to eat. Share with me my memorable military experiences overseas. Touch on history as I relate my unforgettable participation in the Million Man March. Meet the extraordinary old man that taught me remarkable things about nature. An absorbing reminiscence of the past, Son of the South: Walk a Mile in My Shoes will inspire you to ""never give up, even when you give out."" I am a survivor and a true Son of the South