[I have a question. So I was trying to remember, and maybe Mr. Stanley, no one seems to know the name. There was this berry that grew in the woods growing up as kids. To me, it was better than a blueberry. But I can't think of the name of it.]

Sparkleberries.

[What do you call it?]

Sparkleberry. Growing up on a tall bush.

[And it was so good. And I've never seen them after my childhood. I've never seen them. Man, we used to eat 'em like nothing.]

That's one right there. We got 'em all over here. Sparkleberries.

[Lord, if they ripe and you give me a handful, man, when I say take you back—we used to literally go and sit in the woods when they would be a thing. And I mean you could eat off of that all day. I tell people, even though we were like eighties babies, we were blessed to experience that part a lot. You ain't running in and out the house for no snacks. So there ain't been nothing.]

And drink water from the hole.

[All day ain't no Kool-Aid, no Capri Sun.]

And I had a little better; I got the chance to drink from artesian wells. We would literally get together in a group and go to the Artesian Well. So we would go as a group. So, if we get caught, ain't just one person. In the summertime, that water, it was so cold, you drink it too fast, you get a little brain freeze.