My mother, Southern to the bone, once told me, “All Southern literature can be summed up in these words: ‘On the night the hogs ate Willie, Mama died when she heard what Daddy did to Sister.’” She raised me up to be a Southern writer, but it wasn’t easy.
Pat Conroy (2016). “A Lowcountry Heart: Reflections on a Writing Life”, p.144, Nan A. Talese
