I Got Emancipated One Time
I was laying in bed this morning thinking about things that happened in my earlier life. When I was 16 or 17 years old Cecil Lewis took me up to the courthouse so a judge could declare me a legal adult. Maybe not a full fledged legal adult, but to where I could transact business, sign contracts and the likes. It had something to do with him cutting up our land and making Smithwick Mills Estates. I guess this was something his attorney, Dan Derrick, thought was necessary. It was called having my Minor Disabilities Removed back then. But I … Continue reading I Got Emancipated One Time