She used to spend all summer in Carrollton with her aunt Mary Davis, when she was six and seven and younger, twenty some years after Uncle Chibby passed away. They walked whenever they wanted to go someplace because Aunt Mary couldn't drive, never bothered to get a license. They walked to the five and ten, walked down to Isaly's for chipped-chopped ham sandwiches, walked up to the Super Duper and stopped at Betty Kaye Bakery on the way back home. In the afternoon, when it was hot out, Aunt Ma...