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Were you to walk the streets of Cullman (AL) on a night in 1975, you would find yourself in a very quiet place. Cullman is small, surrounded on all sides by farmland and clumps of sweetgum trees. On that 70s night, it would have been dark, and, save the radio of an occasional passing pickup, quiet. But if you followed the right street down into a flat residential area, a voice could eventually be made out, just over the din of the cicadas.… read more.