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June 21, 1972
evening
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MINNIE EVANS 11 

ME: I just put out seven pictures. I worked from eight o'clock in the morning until six or seven at night. I had to rush to cook, fix Julius' dinner and his supper and I wasn't eating anything. I wasn't paying any mind to it. So he came home. He look in the refrigerator. The same what he left in the morning and he came back in the afternoon & find everything there and say 'You haven't ate nothing today.' I say why you know. He say have a look this. You is going to die. I say yes I'm going to die when my time comes (laughter). I had a time - 

NHS: Yes

ME: with these pictures coming off there first. So I just had to lay around 'til he sent for his friend in New York to come down there to look at all my paintings. 

NHS: Who was that? 

ME: His name was Lawyer McCloury from New York. Was his friend. A close friend. 

NHS: Yes

ME: He had him to come from here from New York, [[crossed-out]]He had him[[/crossed-out]] down here to look at my work. And I [[crossed-out]]had[[/crossed-out]] and them set up there to look (uncertain) until after evelen o'clock, [[crossed-out]]I was[[/crossed-out]] sitting down there talking. 

NHS: Where was this? At Lawyer Roundtree's.

ME: What say? 

NHS: Whereabouts?

ME: Down there. He was living down there on the Sound. Down there on [[crossed-out]] Sumpter's Landing [[/crossed-out]] Summer's Restillion he and his wife.

NHS: You mean Mr. Roundtree?

ME: Say what?

NHS: Mr. Roundtree you mean?

ME: Yes, Mr. Roundtree. Anyway so We sat down there and we talked and oh, I don't know. I think we talked so much with so many people. Some old ladies came down there, Mrs. Latimer, old [[crossed-out]] Rev. [[/crossed-out]] Mr. Herbert. Latimer's aunt and they drove a car [[crossed-out]] from [[/crossed-out]] in Airlie they had two or three other ladies with them. Sos one of the ladies say 'so why don't some of these people do something about you and these pictures? She said why don't they? I said I don't know. So another lady say, Maybe it's not time. Say it isn't time yet. Say you knows it. I say yes. She say now what they going to do. They going to be just like a hen with her brood of chickens when a hawk come around. They'll be running around afluffa, fluffa (laughter). That's why I got there such a ugly picture [[crossed-out]] in [[/crossed-out]] on them folders. (Talking about ugly!) [[crossed out/]] That's [[/crossed out]] I'm the ugliest thing. Miss [[crossed-out]] Kalborn [[/crossed-out]] Kailenborn she wrote that piece and the man and that press came here early that morning. Got me out the bed and sleep wasn't out of my eyes and I was s[[crossed-out]]i[[/crossed-out]]tting setting over there and he came right there (end of tape)