Kentucky hills were the place of the author's early childhood. Surrounded by a wilderness of honeysuckle, wild asparagus, and sheltering trees, bushes shielding growing crops, the huge garden of a black landowner. That is the great democratic gift earth offers the people that sweet death to which the people all inevitably go into that final communion. Living in the agrarian South, working on the land, growing food, taught survival skills similar to those hippies sought to gain in their back-to-the-earth movements in the late sixties and early seventies. That sense of interbeing was once intimately understood by black folks in the agrarian South. More than ever before in the people nation's history black folks must collectively renew their relationship to the earth, to agrarian roots. Making peace with the earth the people make the world a place where they can be one with nature.