Towles Toil. The wheelbarrow for decades rested from its labors under the raised Cracker house my father lived in at Crawfordville, Florida. After the old home place was sold, the house cut down the middle of the dog trot and moved to Sopchoppy, the wheelbarrow that once belonged to Mrs Towles, the original owner of the 100 year old house, came into my possession. Today only the wheel remains in the front yard, a daily reminder of what the song calls, precious memories.
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