I can only remember seeing my mother at night after she had walked about 12 miles just to see me. I recall her as being a tall, fine looking, dark woman with an impressive and dignified manner. She would lie down with me and get me to sleep, but when I awoke she was gone. She had to be back to meet the slave driver the next morning. And if she was not back, she would be severely punished. I can only remember about four or five such visits from her.