A few years ago when I learned I had, as a legacy, one of the slave narratives from the survivors born into slavery, I admit I had mixed emotions of excitement and fear. I prepared myself for heart break, and expected the worse. What I read in my great-great grandfather's interview about his life formerly enslaved and as a free man, has impacted me more profoundly than I ever imagined.
I can’t imagine my daughter being torn from my hands.
The resolve it took for him to show restraint and survive being torn from his mother and siblings is mind altering.