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For years, my friend had wanted me to see her childhood home in the small 
Virginia town named for her family. 

Finally, I headed south and knocked on her door. She served pie on 200-year-old 
china, poured tea from her great-great-grandmother's pot. We chatted about the 
breath-taking view of land outside her windows. Then she mentioned how her 
great-great-grandfather had loved the slaves who worked his fields. 

"Our slaves were happy," she said.  
 
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