I was the youngest of the three. Although they were technically my uncles, I thought of them as brothers from the mountains of Morgan County. I was crazy about my uncles, Tom and Tim. Thomas Wayne Sexton and Tinsely Barton Sexton. Tom, pitured right, was the oldest. That's me in the middle, to the right of Tim. I think this photo was taken at Rock City on Lookout Mountain, above Chattanooga by our mutual caretaker, my mother, Mary Sue Sexton Whetstone. They were responsible for toughening me up. Thank you, Tom. Thank you, Tim. Thank you, Mommy, too.
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