For "beating" his son with a switch.
I'd have to see a picture of the injuries to make a judgement on this one.
During the summers of my childhood, we were sent outside to come home only at lunch time and sunset.
If we were late for either, my mother came huntin' with a switch.
I can still remember the sting of those welts on the backs of my legs.
But, that was a different time.
I'd have to see a picture of the injuries to make a judgement on this one.
During the summers of my childhood, we were sent outside to come home only at lunch time and sunset.
If we were late for either, my mother came huntin' with a switch.
I can still remember the sting of those welts on the backs of my legs.
But, that was a different time.