An Incident that changed my life.

My last entry I was gonna tell you what I was reminded of by Mary of ‘stalled at 12’. She had a great (but sad) entry about a boy who did not get ‘the puppy’.

(not quite this bad, lol)

When Dad was assigned to an Albemarle, NC Church, of course we moved. Back then you loaded everything in the car and trailer and hauled everything to the next assignment. Being about 10-11 yrs old I did have friends in Burlington and none in Albemarle. I moped around and made my parents lives as miserable as I could, since I was miserable and missing my friends.

One day Dad and mom left me in the care of my OLDER sister, SHIRL, and they went to visit dad’s sister, Aunt Anne Mae.  Upon their return they came in the house and dad said, “Jackie, go out in the car, look in the back seat and bring that box in. Another chore, I drug my self out to the green 1951 Buick. In the back seat was something that changed my life, a wee black puppy. Excited? that was not the word! Holding the box carefully I ran into the house, “is it mine?” I asked.

Of course it was. Mom & Dad knew just what their sulking son needed. I named him Ace and until he died we were inseparable. He was a mixture of an English Water & Cocker Spaniel and my aunt Ann had given him to me.

This is not Ace, but close

Years later when Aunt Anne Mae passed away, I was asked to speak at her funeral. With pride I told of her giving me Ace. Something like that can sure make a special person out of your Aunt, and she was.

Ace usually got a red bandana.

Aunt Anne Mae Harbinson, was a special lady, and knew the way to a boys heart.

Thanks for coming by the log.

Nite Shipslog

PS:

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 Everyone has a photographic memory.

Not all of us have film.

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Automobile of the day:

This is a 1956 Roadmaster Buick. The Roadmaster had 4 fake vents(ports) on the side, the Special and super had 3. Just so you will know I know what I am talking about, haha.