My daddy had 8 brothers and 3 sisters. I Can know the girls names. Growing up my kin folk had first names of Aunt and Uncle. On Dad’s side there was Aunts: Ruby, Bert and Annie Mae. I remember Aunt Ruby being sweet and kind, Aunt Bert (Bertha) and Aunt Ann were kind, and real cut-ups. They could play and joke just like kids.
On mama’s side there was Aunts Julia (Julee) and Aunt Demmie. Aunt Demmie was always old and an authoritarian, she was our baby sitter once while our parents went somewhere to a church convention. Aunt Julee was sweet and a cut up, bless her heart, she had 4 boys, my cousins, I guess they kept her young. hahaha!
The uncles on Dad’s side were hard for me to remember. Most of the men would have been listed with some ‘craziness’, or cut ups. Some of Dad’s brothers were young enough to play and work with my brothers, since Dad was the elder of the family. Dad was Frank the next brother was Jessie. I mentioned once they were named after the James’ brothers. At the time of their births (1903-1905), Jessie and Frank James were Heroes to the working man.
Then I am not sure of the ages but there was Parker, Hershel, Hisure, Fred, Ralph, Roy and (who am I missing?). I was closer to Ralph because he lived with us a lot, and Fred because he was the youngest, If I had a favorite it was Hisure. He was a truck driver by trade and a close friend of you older brother Odis. Odis was the fighter and Hisure was a wonderful easy going man.
Ahhh, papa Hisure, as my grandsons called him. He was their baby sitter when they were babies until school, for one and until his death for the last one. He was also their teacher in life things. Clean up after yourself, put equipment and tools away in the proper places, etc. both boys remember him with much love.
I was so touched by little Luke at the grave side. He was the cutest thing, looking up at me he said, “Does this mean I play with Aggie now?” Aunt Agnes was Hisure’s wife. Luke was so sincere and broken hearted at knowing he was not going to have Papa Hisure any longer.
I wonder sometime, what happened to the first names of Uncle and Aunt, they are seldom used anymore around us.
I guess most folk have the favorite Uncle and Aunt. Thanks for coming this way.
"The more corrupt the state, the more it legislates." – Tacitus
Two trucking companies Uncle Hisure drove for.
I believer three more uncles were truck drivers.