(From Wildwood, Florida)
On my few hunting trips (nearly always with Sonny) I had time to learn a little more about my best friend. Around the camp fire with chickens roasting, we were talking about our earlier lives and the subject of his ‘famous wreck’ came up.
Long before insurance was a requirement, and honesty reigned in business transactions Sonny was driving on Wilkinson Blvd on a slick road, and like many in those days he had bald tires. He slid across the center lane and hit a 1954 Ford. He knew it was his fault, so over a period of years he paid for the Ford. It was a tough call, at the time he worked in a cotton mill in Paw Creek.
During that same period the ‘money sellers’ came up with the idea of loaning you the money to pay off all your debts, and have one EASY PAYMENT, consolidation they called it! Sonny said I fell for it because the Lord knew we needed an Easy Payment. But the Lord had nothing to do with it.
Everything went good for a couple months until they needed something else, and before long he found himself with more ‘little’ EASY payments.
He said, “Let me tell you Jack, when you are bringing home $32 a week there AIN’T NO EASY PAYMENTS!” BUT over the years my buddy learned to take care of their money (Probably Sherry’s sister had a lot to do with it). They lived in the Mill House for years and when the Mill closed they bought the house. For years Sonny and Colette lived on an oasis in the center of declining houses. They always had a full yard of grass, neatly trimmed and cut.
Colette kept flowers hanging on the porch and on the Old well cover. Sonny had planted oaks that were 2” thick at the base, when Sonny passed on, those trees were 3 and 4 feet thick. They had the nicest porch to sit, swing, rock and talk about all the trips..
Kitty Hawk, NC
Over the years they loved to travel with us. We visited Hollywood, the Bad Lands. Mt. Rushmore, Corn Palace, Nova Scotia, Plymouth, San Antonio, New Orleans, Canada, Niagara Falls, and more. However, 2-3 weeks was max, they were ready to be HOME!
Bardstown, ‘My Old KY Home’/ Me ‘n Sonny At Mark Twain’s home, Hannibal Missouri..
Consolidation? I wish I could consolidate all the friends I have had, It would be nice to have them in one bunch. A village, where on retirement we could sit in the shade, drink tea and remember the early times.
But alas, your friends leave (or you do), so enjoy the day, your present friends and your memories.
As our friend the Blue Ridge Boomer says, “EVERY DAY IS A GIFT!”
Yeah, it is one of THOSE days. A day to think!
There is Sonny’s ‘54 Ford he bought but never drove.