Recollections? Y'all want to talk about recollections? Why, I'm full to bustin' with recollections. I can recollect on the time my Great-Granddaddy was sold into slavery, bless his soul. Or the time my brother like to died in the Mighty Mississippi River. And child, the very day Martin Luther King died, I had three of my kinfolk right there, practically in throwin' distance of the Lorraine Motel. That's a powerful recollection there 'cause they saw it all The stories I could tell...and I do tell too 'cause everybody knows I can't hold water. No secret is safe with me. I mean, I try and try...