----------------------- [excerpt from I, Tina] --------------------
There was a whole family of Wrights...and some of the women were beauticians. These people were very interesting to me, being a country girl. They didn't work in the fields or any of that. They worked in beauty shops, that was their business, and they did well, had their own homes.
And that was when I really started to realize that there was another way of living. Not in those little houses we had in the country, with the linoleum floors and the dirt yards, but in a neighborhood, with paving on the streets and grass lawns out front, white houses with green shutters.
And with nice furniture inside, and hardwood floors and carpets. That was the first time I really saw that, what life could be like. I was fourteen.
But we weren't living with Florence Wright, we were living with Cousin Ella Vera, and that became hard. You see, after my parents left, there was never any contact with either of them. When my mother left us, she didn't send back money for food or clothes or anything, not a card or a letter.
And when Daddy left, it was pretty much the same. He had sent a bedroom suite along with us, and he sent money to Cousin Ella Vera for a while, but it wasn't a lot. So we were forced to become independent. That's when I started working for the Hendersons, a white family in Ripley. And the Hendersons changed my life....
The Hendersons were typical young white people. They'd gotten married and bought their first house - had it built for them, a nice brick place - and had a baby. Miss Connie Henderson had been a teacher in the elementary school before she got married. Her husband was Guy Tucker Henderson, who owned the local Chevrolet franchise in Ripley, and their baby's name was David.
I started working for them after school, taking care of the baby and helping Miss Connie around the house. I learned how to wash David's diapers and fold them and all that, and how to clean, how to organize things. Before long, I was basically living with the Hendersons.
I'd stay with them on weekends, and on Saturday nights Mr. Guy would drive me in to the movie, and when it was over, one of them would pick me up....I was learning about this other world...with magazines and books and culture....
I worked for the Hendersons and I cleaned for them, but I wasn't just a maid. I was a part of their life; I lived there. And it was from being around them that I started thinking about marriage, and what it might be like.
I had never thought about marriage before - not when I was living with my parents, with all their bickering and fighting. But the Hendersons' marriage was different....And I realized that that was what I wanted, too - I wanted that kind of affection and caring and commitment. A real romance, you know?
The Hendersons just being the way they were, opened my eyes. They taught me so much, those people. They were really like parents to me, and they corrected old patterns of mine.