I haven’t lived an interesting live
like Ms Alberta, but I thought I would add a few of my memories growing up with
Ms Alberta and Dad.
My
very first memory was of the coal mining camp. My grandmother lived on the
other side of a small rushing creek.
There was a wide log that
crossed the creek and I knew that was the way to get to my grandmother, Mom Shoupe’s house.
I could hear and see a honey bee buzzing beside my
head as I
considered crossing that log. I can remember thinking that if Ms. Alberta saw me crossing that
I wouldn't be allowed to go; so I
decided that I should walk across backwards.
That is what I was doing when Ms Alberta saw me. My
short visit
to Mom Shoupe’s house was over before it got started.
Ms Alberta said I was about three years old when I
did this.
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