Does this sound digestive? Growing up in Lexington County I’m sure there were poorer people. I just can’t name any. My father died when I was four months old and I suppose we were classified as a poor farm family then and it got worst with him gone. I was the baby of four children. I remember my first Christmas. My brother and I were sitting in front of our fireplace eating fruit from a basket. A common dessert for us was crushing biscuit crust into a cup of black sweet coffee and ea...