My grandmother said when she was a little girl, Mr. Jack, who by then was an old man, could call up alligators. She said he would enter one of the marshes around here and make some sort of a grunting noise with his throat and this noise brought up the alligators. They would come within a few feet of wherever he stood. She claimed he knew certain ones of them and that he also knew giant turtles, more than one of which would crawl up into his yard to be fed. Consider how he must have charmed her then, this little girl who became my grandmother who could partake then of this old man’s late magic with God’s creatures.