In his autobiography, Sandy Island, Cedar Swamp, Hobcaw and Beyond. My Story - My Life, Robert McClary describes in painful detail the life of a poor, black child on Hobcaw Barony in the 1930s.
Being responsible for my younger brothers and sisters at such a young age has had a profound effect on my life. Because of my having to look after, cook for, feed and protect them, I could never play or engage in any games or competitive sports. There was no time. Of course there were no organized games of any kind at Hobcaw. Besides, I was also working for Mr. Boykin and taking care of the plantation's chickens and hunting dogs. On days that I was to babysit, I had to get up very early to walk two miles to Mr. Boykin's house, passing my school on the way. I fired up the kitchen stove for the cooking of breakfast. I fed and watered the chickens and dogs down at the doghouse. Then I returned home, again passing the school on the way. Myrtle would then go to school, because it was her day to attend.
Sandy Island, Cedar Swamp, Hobcaw and Beyond. My Story - My Life