Freedom Come Movement

He was born in the early 1900s. He and his family came from Arkansas. They were run out of Arkansas because white people said they were stealing food from them. In those days, a white man’s word was the law. My Mother said they came all together down the road. His mother was on this big brown and white horse. Buddy and his two brothers were on the horse with their mother. My mother said she was amazed at his mother. She said that it was the first time she had a seen a woman ride a horse before. Him and family settled there in Kinta, Oklahoma. My Mother was about twelve years-old at the time. She lived on the land with her mother, who was Indian and her father who was African. Buddy and his family rented a house up on the hill. They were farmers. They grew corn, beans and other things. They also raised chickens, pigs, and cows. Buddy had three sisters, and three brothers. They all went to school with my mother. She said that they became friends because her father was a teacher at the school. Buddy spent a lot of time at their house. Growing up around each other, they became good friends. They were the same age (preteen). She was two months older than him. Several year later they fall in love and got married. This is the way Buddy became my father. His real name Lewis Woodmore Jr. This is the story my mother told me. She was a good storyteller, don’t you think? A Father’s Day tale.