One of my most memorial boyhood events occurred during my third year of high school when I was fifteen years old.

My father's father, Alexander Du Bois, had lost his third wife. And the widowed woman he was courting, Mrs. Annie Green, knew my father, Alfred. She was also aware of the problems between him and my mother. After they married, she wrote my mother letter. In it she said that it would be good for my grandfather to see me and get to know me.

My mother was all for it. I think she hoped that grandfather would even be able to help me with my schooling. She put together enough funds for me to take my first great venture out into the world.


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