And at night, when the moon hung over New Orleans like a silver penny you couldn't spend, the kid's mother would say...
10 seconds sound clip from the Destination Freedom - The Trumpet Talks (The early life of Louis Armstrong) classic radio play.
You can hear this line at 00:07:41 in the radio play.
Quote context
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- His father didn't know... but the 'kid' knew.
- It was the twelve-hour day the old man put in at the turpentine fields.
- It was the invisible walls that penned him in the Negro ghettos around Rampart Street...
- It was the endless search for a way out of the blind alleys he'd walked for forty years.
- And he hadn't been stirred by the sound of a brass trumpet, like me, as the kid was.
- Louis... you going out again tonight?
- Yes, ma.
- Most boys your age are still children. But you've been working since you were seven...
- You've earned a man's pay and shouldered a man's load...
- You're not a child, but you're still my boy. Can't you tell me where you goin'?
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