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A couple of stories

My mom tells lots of stories about when she was a little girl and Uncle Skeets was away serving in WWII. One that always made an impression on me was about once when he got to come home on leave. (Or maybe it was when he came home for good.) Communication was slow and travel unpredictable, so often soldiers would get home before the word did that they were coming. He went as far as public transit took him and then, since there was no one to greet him, he started walking home. (Several miles.) As he was approaching one house on the way, the woman who lived there saw him coming down the road and, since he was so far away that she could only see the uniform, she thought it was her own son. She started jumping up and down for joy and running toward him, and he was trying to wave her off -- so she wouldn't be too disappointed when she realized it was not her son. She eventually did, but she was so delighted to see any of the neighborhood boys home that she still took him in and fed him and got him a ride the rest of the way. From my own memory, I remember when my Aunt Clara got a car in the 70s that had a fancy emergency brake in that was a lever in the center of the car. (Before that, most emergency brakes that I was around were extra foot pedals) Uncle Skeets told a lot of the cousins that if they touched that lever, the car would take off and start flying. We were sure he was joking. (Mostly.) We will miss him.
Posted by Beverly Bartlett Turner
Monday September 9, 2013 at 6:48 pm
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