"Weather and creaking joints permitting, Jim Hawkins could be found every weekend sitting in the rocker outside the Manix store in Augusta, whittling and spitting. He needed a hickory cane to push him up out of that chair, especially in the bitter cold Augusta winter.Jim said hardly anything. Ever. Henry Lancaster heard his grandfather talk to his grandmother fairly often--but seldom to anybody else. That all changed when Jim took Henry along on a scouting trip, and told his grandson about the winter of 1886--a really hard winter."-Cover

Not AR rated.