2011 April 21st, 2011 This is the last entry on the tapes. On Friday’s I was given a break by her favorite aide Charity. Mother was teaching Charity how to cook. I had gone to Mt. Sterling while Charity was with her. They were talking and laughing, with Mother sitting at the dining room table and Charity taking biscuits out of the stove. The tape recorder was sitting on the table. When I rewound and listened to it this is what I heard.
When Pop Shoupe retired from Goodyear; he and Mom bought a house near us on Sportsman’s Lake Road, what used to be called old 31W. We owned a basement between their house and ours; that was where Harold had most of his tools, except those tools he needed for the work he did at the garage in Ohio that he managed for his brother. We were living and working in Ohio at the time but would come in for a visit almost every weekend.
First thing when we got in for a visit, Harold would check Mom’s 50 pound flour can, her lard can, and the frig for buttermilk to see just how much she had of each thing. He loved her biscuits so good that he wanted to be sure she didn’t run out of what she would need to make them. While we were in, she would make him biscuits for every meal. He would eat those biscuits with butter and jelly on them; and he loved her biscuits so good he would rather have one of mom’s biscuits than any of my cakes or pies.
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