This is a sketch my mother did of her father January 31, 1942, just a few days after Pearl Harbor Day. She was twelve years old. It is better than any photograph she has of him.
Partiality
Gift for Danny
Mother Always Loved Them Most
Mother and Daddy were bipolar, as a couple, not individually. Daddy was generous with tales of his life on the wild side intended to edify and occasionally entertain. In his youth, he’d selfishly used up the family quota of sin, carousing, drinking, gambling, fighting, and honky-tonking to his heart’s content. Reforming after marrying Mother, he Continue reading