Sermon At Deadman's Bend

In the opening years of the nineteenth century, south of Natchez, hidden away in a remote backwater named Deadman’s Bend, a woman in her 20s found herself a widow, the mother of two small children. With fierce determination, she supported her family.

On the waters of the great river and in the shade of the deep woods, her precocious son Hiram grew like a wild plant, with no schools and no churches. Soon enough, he learned how to catch a riverboat into Natchez. There he encountered ball room ...