Gottlieb: Once you got up here, did you go back to South Carolina very often? Caleb B.: No, sir. Gottlieb: You just stayed up here. Caleb B.: I just stayed up here And see my sister, maybe stay a week or something like that. Come right back here. Gottlieb: Uh huh. How often did you do that? How often did you go back to visit? Caleb B.: No, just once a year. Gottlieb: Just once a year? Caleb B.: Yeah. Gottlieb: Every year? Caleb B.: Yeah, every year until about 15 years when I quit going down. Gottlieb: Would you go back at the same time of year? Like, take a vacation? Caleb B.: No, no, not the same time. I was down one time, I buried my-- buried my mother. Gottlieb: Yeah. Caleb B.: And I went down two times to bury my, bury my brother. And I buried my sister. Gottlieb: Mm hm. Would you be going back down there whenever you got a chance, or? Caleb B.: Yes, yes, that right. I ain't been down or nothing in about five years since I've been down there. Gottlieb: But you're relatives are still there farming that same land? Caleb B.: That's right. My sisters. Not my brother, my brother's dead. It's my sisters down there. Gottlieb: Were you able to keep in touch with your people down there? Caleb B.: Oh, yes. We would write another. Gottlieb: Yeah. Well, you told me that you didn't know how to write when you came up here. Caleb B.: No, I didn't know how to write. I got people to write for me. Gottlieb: Oh, you got to write for you. Were the people who would write these letters for you just friends, or were they-- Caleb B.: Friends, yes. Yes, just friends. Gottlieb: Can you tell me how transportation used to work? What they would do with the men once they got them here? Caleb B.: Oh, in the middle there's a wait.