No bullet could kill him. No army could capture him.
MARY PICKFORD...with the sunny curls and tawdry tatters, the roguish smile, quaint impudence and splendid faith of the inimitable Tess. (Print Ad- Sunday Oregonian, ((Portland Ore.)) 31 December 1922)
Eddie Macon is running from a nightmare... running to a dream... and running for his life.
South Africa, 1963. A mother's love. A family's courage.
The rich get richer... and sometimes the poor get richer too.