Poor old Mammy Judy sat at the kitchen door with elbows resting upon herknee, side of the face resting in the palm of the hand, tears streaming down,with a rocking motion, noticing nothing about her, but in sorrow moaning justdistinctly enough to be understood: “Po' me! Po' me! Po' me!”
The trauma inflicted upon slaves as there families were ripped apart is atrocious.